You can have my share! π€£
The ones that made me so ill were gathered in Brittany the morning of the lunch I attended..... π
Yes definitely a very good point. I would never have eaten them by choice, it was just because we had been invited to lunch....
I only had them once, not doing that again! I couldn't even understand the attraction, they didn't taste of anything other than the lemon juice which was applied to them. A decade later I had a similar reaction to duck eggs. π
I found out the hard way - in Brittany we made friends w some French people. They invited us to lunch - oysters with lemon, and white wine, under a shady tree. I started throwing up a few hours later & was ill for over a month afterwards. Diagnosed back in UK as allergic to oysters.
Same here, I'm allergic to most cosmetics, hair colours and base metals. Which means I can only wear gold & silver - such hardship! I am also spectacularly allergic to oysters & duck eggs....
Thank YOU Gigi, that's really lovely. Hope you feel better soon - hot whisky toddies with lemon juice & honey are good xxx
Daughter & I got flue (thanks Waitrose customers) early December & we've not really been well since.
Oh you cynic! π€£π
Sorry to hear that, hope you're feeling better soon! x
In the late 60s it was easy to get a cheap rental - masses available. College was free. Jobs were plentiful, I never worried about getting a job, I was never out of work. My generation had it all it seems. It's so wrong now how billionaires rule us & regard us as milch cows to line their pockets.
I believe in ghosts but not sure I believe in miracles.
Quite right too!
Oh gosh yes, how exciting was that! And Ipswich Town won the FA Cup in 1978 - you should have seen the town that night with blue & white streamers & drunken people hanging from the town hall. Great fun!
The number of bones that I've broken, probably.
It doesn't help that BBC reports the war as though we are on the side of the US/Israel axis, rather than being horrified bystanders who don't want to be involved or implicated. Quite shocking that we have to go to sites like Aljazeera to get some relatively unbiased views of what's going on.
You're right, it's invariably the middle-aged & elderly who start wars which they send the young to die in.
My 5x gt grandmother Gunnil Hansdatter born 1744 Ytteroy, Nord-Trodelag, Norway. I chose her because she's got such a brilliant name. My later Norwegian ancestors have names like Barbara & Thomas & take their father's surname, so don't sound nearly as exotic! π
The sun is shining here this morning so it might be a pleasant dog walk. After that I'll be getting to grips with some digital mapping for various projects in our area.
Very. I wish I could run away..... I'm fed up with grown-upping when so many b'stards don't abide by the rules. I'm fed up w entitled people who think we all owe them a living.
It's not a good bit to break really is it, since just breathing puts a constant strain on any weaknesses? My worst break - I've had a few - was pelvis. Happened in 1980 & has been a bloody nuisance ever since.
Ah yes, I remember city life - staggering back from the pub, a bunch of us, and being stopped by the police who asked to look at our hands. 'If you see a group of people dripping with blood from their hands', they said, 'stay clear of them & dial 999'.
I bet he manages to make it look helluva cool... π€£
Well how very relaxed. Here in Mid Wales below the Black Mountains our nights out generally involve walking boots, fleeces & waterproofs. And night sights to check for pumas...
In many respects probably about 13... but I do empathise. It's very important never to decide what you want to be when you grow up because if you do you get trapped. And people have Expectations.
Aren't negligees a bit 20th century? Surely everyone nowadays sleeps either naked or in PJs? Please correct me if I'm wrong so I can ensure if I don't last the night I die suitably clothed. Don't want to frighten the first responders.... π€£
We'll be having bad dreams tonight I fear... π€£
So I am right about you two reprising the wrestling scene in Women in Love then? Place your bets, ladies & gents.... π€£
Ha ha, that made me laugh out loud! π€£
Yes, same with me, just confirmation by x-ray & prescribed codeine & given some breathing exercises to do (ouch! ouch!) to avoid pneumonia. Horrendously painful, I wouldn't want to do that again. Glad you recovered okay!