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Do you really expect 'supposedly quality beef' in cheap Tesco burgers and Findus frozen lasagne? You're probably lucky to get a chunk of horse.

DJKillaQueen Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > It's a common occurance sadly. Eh? No it's not.

This is still my favourite... After having been told my danglies looked like an elderly rastafarian I decided to take the plunge and buy some of this as previous shaving attempts had only been mildly succesful and I nearly put my back out trying to reach the more difficult bits. Being a bit of a romantic I thought I would do the deed on the missus's birthday as a bit of a treat. I ordered it well in advance and working in the North sea I considered myself a bit above some of the characters writing the previous reviews and wrote them off as soft office types...oh my fellow sufferers how wrong I was. I waited until the other half was tucked up in bed and after giving some vague hints about a special surprise I went down to the bathroom. Initially all went well and I applied the gel and stood waiting for something to happen. I didn't have long to wait. At first there was a gentle warmth which in a matter of seconds was replaced by an intense burning and a feeling I can only describe as like being given a barbed wire wedgie by two people intent on hitting the ceiling with my head. Religion hadn't featured much in my life until that night but I suddenly became willing to convert to any religion to stop the violent burning around the turd tunnel and what seemed like the destruction of the meat and two veg. Struggling to not bite through my bottom lip I tried to wash the gel of in the sink and only succeeded in blocking the plughole with a mat of hair. Through the haze of tears I struggled out of the bathroom across the hall into the kitchen by this time walking was not really possible and I crawled the final yard to the fridge in the hope of some form of cold relief. I yanked the freezer drawer out and found a tub of ice cream, tore the lid of and positioned it under me. The relief was fantastic but only temporary as it melted fairly quickly and the fiery stabbing soon returned . Due to the shape of the ice cream tub I hadn't managed to give the starfish any treatment and I groped around in the drawer for something else as I was sure my vision was going to fail fairly soon.I grabbed a bag of what I later found out was frozen sprouts and tore it open trying to be quiet as I did so.I took a handful of them and tried in vain to clench some between the cheeks of my arse. This was not doing the trick as some of the gel had found it's way up the chutney channel and it felt like the space shuttle was running it's engines behind me. This was probably and hopefully the only time in my life I was going to wish there was a gay snowman in the kitchen which should give you some idea of the depths I was willing to sink to in order to ease the pain. The only solution my pain crazed mind could come up with was to gently ease one of the sprouts where no veg had gone before. Unfortunately, alerted by the strange grunts coming from the kitchen the other half chose that moment to come and investigate and was greeted by the sight of me, arse in the air, strawberry ice cream dripping from my bell end pushing a sprout up my arse while muttering..." Ooooh that feels good ". Understandably this was a shock to her and she let out a scream and as I hadn't heard her come in it caused an involutary spasm of shock in myself which resulted in the sprout being ejected at quite some speed in her direction. I can understand that having a sprout farted against your leg at 11 at night in the kitchen probably wasn't the special surprise she was expecting and having to explain to the kids the next day what the strange hollow in the ice cream was didn't improve my status...So to sum it up Veet removes hair, dignity and self respect...:)

DaveR gas it right. Let's say you buy a house to rent for ?500k. For that you'll probably get 5% annually on rent, so 25000 a year or ?2082 a month. The letting agent will take about 12% plus VAT on that, you you get a net rent of ?21400 annually For BTLs you need to lay down a 25% deposit, so you'll have a mortgage of ?375000. Interest rates are about 5% on BTL, so interest of ?18750 a year - that is interest only, none of the capital is being paid off. That leaves you with ?2650 a year or ?221 a month in 'profit'. From that has to come annual gas checks, annual insurance, any repairs, etc, etc. In other words, there is little money in renting. The plus has always been in house price appreciation, which has been rather stagnant since 2008. If you want rent control, then the BTL market dies. If the BTL market dies then a) there will be no rental properties available in London and b) house prices will crash, leaving the current battling mortgage-holding home owners with a massive negative equity issue. Personally, I think London is unfixable in the short term without causing a lot of collateral damage.

red devil Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Yes, Flora Buttery, the margarine for real men... That's a little like saying 'the pink chiffon blouse for real men'...

More info needed. Was the person known to the child at all? Was it indeed a stranger, or an estranged parent trying to take back 'their' child? What does the school mean by it has been 'dealt with'?

eastdulwichhenry Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I guess we need to be careful about leaving > valuables in view within cars in the area. Domino's pizzas class as valuable now? The recession is worse than we thought.

Lowlander Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Shred / burn it. There was a case not that long ago of someone being the victim of ID theft by > leaving an airline boarding pass stub on a train. I like to think I am very careful and read a bit about ID theft, so this flagged up to me as a possible urban myth. So I googled it. I couldn't find an actual case, but there was a Guardian article from 2006 which showed how it could be done. Rather sobering. http://www.guardian.co.uk/business/2006/may/03/theairlineindustry.idcards I shred everything that can identify me. I had never bothered with boarding passes. I will now.

Given what hit Fukushima - a major-league earthquake, a tsunami and a number of explosions - I was pretty amazed that the basic structure stood up to it. It actually gave me a little more confidence in nukes (and I'm a bit of a fence-sitter, given all the pros and cons).

Always consult the oracle of money saving... http://www.moneysavingexpert.com/loans/cheap-personal-loans

I couldn't give a s***. So it's not me.

McDonkeys. It's a new chain selling hamburgers they picked up on the cheap.

ed_pete Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > One option would be to sell it minus the hard disk. Take it out and smash it with a hammer > before disposing of it. Alternatively download this software http://www.dban.org/download burn it > to a blank CD/DVD and boot the laptop with it. The software can the be used to obliterate the data on > the drive completely rendering it irrecoverable. Seconded for DBAN. Otherwise, yes, rip the hard disk out and sell it without it. Destroy the disk with a hammer.

Piaf Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Melbourne Tyres sounds really nice over the phone, > but cannot come out as he works on his own. > The local Kwikfit says they cannot come out - I > have to contact the national Kwikfit Mobile > Service. > And they want details of existing wheel and tyre > sizes. > A tomorrow job. Sigh. If you want a mobile service, these guys are great... http://www.event-tyres.co.uk/

I really recommend Henfield Storage - http://www.storage-units.co.uk Reasonable rates and no rip off insurance, padlock, etc scams that some of the others try on you. They've just opened a new place near South Bermondsey station. How much depends on how big a storage room you want, but they have all prices on their website.

Annette Curtain Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I have a golden "3 second rule" > > If the food has fallen on the floor for MORE than > 3 seconds, I wont eat it. > > Thus far it's stood me in good stead. I mean, > who'd want to eat anything that had spent 4+ > seconds on the floor. > > I think Jamie O uses this same model. Researchers beg to differ... http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-2138777/The-second-rule-fact-fiction-Scientists-reveal-food-dropped-floor-safe-eat.html

I saw a guy asking for money once near Vauxhall station. My immediate thought was that he'd probably spend any money I gave him on alcohol. My second thought was that I would probably spend it on alcohol anyway. I gave the money to him. I figured he needed a beer more than I did.

Alan Medic Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Do kwikfit do anything for free without there > being a catch? Does anyone for that matter? Most tyres can't be repaired if you drive on them flat for even a short distance, as the sidewalls break down. So, Kwikfit get to sell you a new one in most cases. It's really quite clever.

the-e-dealer Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > A bird in the Hand is worth two in the Bush. or... two birds are worth a hand in the bush?

Here's the article from the Guardian from a few days ago. http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2013/jan/19/telling-toddler-mummys-dead A sad, yet strangely ... I want to use the word 'uplifting', but that doesn't seem right ... read. I doubt anyone can finish the article without a small tear or two.

El Pibe Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Aside from the "it takes ten good things to make up for one bad thing" axiom, or "quids law" as we > could now call it, I think the perceptions of rudeness or not in the area speaks little about > the area and volumes about the perceiver's demeanour and prejudices. The way I see it, every life is a pile of good things and bad things? The good things don't always soften the bad things, but vice versa, the bad things don't necessarily spoil the good things, and make them unimportant. - Doctor Who

Austria seems to have snow clearing down to a fine art. As soon as the snow starts dropping the Winderdienst ploughs and gritters roll into action, snow is moved off to the side and later removed altogether. It is really quite impressive - it takes at least a half a meter of snow to cause any disruption. On the other hand 2cm of snow in the UK and civilisation grinds to a halt.

It's simple: If you go there will be trouble. If you stay it will be double. (And I am shocked - shocked! - that no one has posted this yet.)

Feeling like trying a new sport? If you are handy at basketball or netball then try giving korfball a go. Teams have equal numbers of men and women, so clubs are vary social by nature. http://www.supernova.org.uk They train on Wed nights at Waterloo, so it's nice and central.

I did eat one, DJKQ. I'm happy to report that I am in a stable condition.