A bit council (Vol 3)
Discussion
Tremendous
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/uk-england-nottingha...
What can we spot?
Rugs drying over the front fence
Sun burnt
Bad teeth
Tattoos
All sorts of crap in the garden
Anymore?
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/uk-england-nottingha...
What can we spot?
Rugs drying over the front fence
Sun burnt
Bad teeth
Tattoos
All sorts of crap in the garden
Anymore?
Edited by Whistle on Sunday 27th January 22:05
I think this is slightly more than 'a bit' council...
https://www.standard.co.uk/news/uk/neighbours-clas...
https://www.standard.co.uk/news/uk/neighbours-clas...
Saleen836 said:
I think this is slightly more than 'a bit' council...
https://www.standard.co.uk/news/uk/neighbours-clas...
00:38 - smashes his own (well, doubt it's his own) house downpipe. Terrible throw. https://www.standard.co.uk/news/uk/neighbours-clas...
'The woman is then seen throwing a broom, which is returned without its head, before the row ends abruptly.'
Whistle said:
Tremendous
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/uk-england-nottingha...
What can we spot?
Rugs drying over the front fence
Sun burnt
Bad teeth
Tattoos
All sorts of crap in the garden
Anymore?
The irony of course, is that her entire being is as socially offensive (or should be) to others, as speeders as to her.https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/uk-england-nottingha...
What can we spot?
Rugs drying over the front fence
Sun burnt
Bad teeth
Tattoos
All sorts of crap in the garden
Anymore?
Edited by Whistle on Sunday 27th January 22:05
And this is the problem, where do we draw the lines.
Talking loudly on the phone - salt mines
Not saying thank you - salt mines
Not dressing appropriately whilst holding hair dryer based speed gun - salt mines
Moaning about others nasty ways on the internet - salt mines
Wishing you could just put everyone in a salt mine - salt mine!
Old Mr Dundarach used to say we were long overdue another war....
I was in hospital yesterday and a young girl (probs 15 ish I'd say) comes into the waiting area with a few month old baby in a pram/pushchair thing and a bloke that was a spitting image of Ozzy Osbourne, sans glasses. Looked just like this but with far greasier hair. They sit down opposite and the young girl is preparing to give the baby some milk in a bottle and I heard her say "mum [wtf?], can you check the temperature is alright for him?" and hands the Ozzy Osbourne look-alike the bottle. It was at that point I noticed the women's shoes and it suddenly dawned on me that it was actually a woman!
The mother was sporting that traditional council perma-scowl and then she said something to the daughter in that hoarse voice that only rough council women can do. I think they must get it from bellowing "Darrrrrrrrrrrrren! Your teaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa's ready!" every evening at 5pm whilst firing up another Lambert & Butler.
After squirting the bottle of milk on their wrists (which then ran onto the carpet) they confirmed that the temperature was fine and gave it to the baby. All was quiet up until the point where the baby had finished and then it started crying and screaming. The girl reaches down and pulls out a bag of Haribo and starts shovelling them in the baby's gob. Unsurprisingly this didn't do much to quell the din so apparently the solution is to keep shovelling in more Haribo until it stops. Half a bag of Haribo later and by some miracle the baby stopped crying. Who knew about this magical Haribo solution?!
I found the whole thing quite comical but then I don't tend to frequent these types of establishment that seem to attract a disproportionate number of the lower echelons of society.
The mother was sporting that traditional council perma-scowl and then she said something to the daughter in that hoarse voice that only rough council women can do. I think they must get it from bellowing "Darrrrrrrrrrrrren! Your teaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa's ready!" every evening at 5pm whilst firing up another Lambert & Butler.
After squirting the bottle of milk on their wrists (which then ran onto the carpet) they confirmed that the temperature was fine and gave it to the baby. All was quiet up until the point where the baby had finished and then it started crying and screaming. The girl reaches down and pulls out a bag of Haribo and starts shovelling them in the baby's gob. Unsurprisingly this didn't do much to quell the din so apparently the solution is to keep shovelling in more Haribo until it stops. Half a bag of Haribo later and by some miracle the baby stopped crying. Who knew about this magical Haribo solution?!
I found the whole thing quite comical but then I don't tend to frequent these types of establishment that seem to attract a disproportionate number of the lower echelons of society.
Lemming Train said:
I was in hospital yesterday and a young girl (probs 15 ish I'd say) comes into the waiting area with a few month old baby in a pram/pushchair thing and a bloke that was a spitting image of Ozzy Osbourne, sans glasses. Looked just like this but with far greasier hair. They sit down opposite and the young girl is preparing to give the baby some milk in a bottle and I heard her say "mum [wtf?], can you check the temperature is alright for him?" and hands the Ozzy Osbourne look-alike the bottle. It was at that point I noticed the women's shoes and it suddenly dawned on me that it was actually a woman!
The mother was sporting that the traditional council perma-scowl and then she said something to the daughter in that hoarse voice that only rough council women can do. I think they must get it from bellowing "Darrrrrrrrrrrrren! Your teaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa's ready!" every evening at 5pm whilst firing up another Lambert & Butler.
After squirting the bottle of milk on their wrists (which then ran onto the carpet) they confirmed that the temperature was fine and gave it to the baby. All was quiet up until the point where the baby had finished and then it started crying and screaming. The girl reaches down and pulls out a bag of Haribo and starts shovelling them in the baby's gob. Unsurprisingly this didn't do much to quell the din so apparently the solution is to keep shovelling in more Haribo until it stops. Half a bag of Haribo later and by some miracle the baby stopped crying. Who knew about this magical Haribo solution?!
I found the whole thing quite comical but then I don't tend to frequent these types of establishment that seem to attract a disproportionate number of the lower echelons of society.
WTF? The mother was sporting that the traditional council perma-scowl and then she said something to the daughter in that hoarse voice that only rough council women can do. I think they must get it from bellowing "Darrrrrrrrrrrrren! Your teaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa's ready!" every evening at 5pm whilst firing up another Lambert & Butler.
After squirting the bottle of milk on their wrists (which then ran onto the carpet) they confirmed that the temperature was fine and gave it to the baby. All was quiet up until the point where the baby had finished and then it started crying and screaming. The girl reaches down and pulls out a bag of Haribo and starts shovelling them in the baby's gob. Unsurprisingly this didn't do much to quell the din so apparently the solution is to keep shovelling in more Haribo until it stops. Half a bag of Haribo later and by some miracle the baby stopped crying. Who knew about this magical Haribo solution?!
I found the whole thing quite comical but then I don't tend to frequent these types of establishment that seem to attract a disproportionate number of the lower echelons of society.
A baby not yet weaned (no teeth?), being fed Haribo? It would just choke and die?
I swear guys, it was 100% Haribo. I could clearly see the Haribo name on the bag and the bag is mostly clear in the middle so I could the contents. The baby was moving its mouth about in a sort of chewing motion but I wouldn't have even thought it had teeth at that age? Completely bizarre but the baby was definitely swallowing them and it stopped screaming after about 10 mins so clearly worked!
dundarach said:
Whistle said:
Tremendous
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/uk-england-nottingha...
What can we spot?
Rugs drying over the front fence
Sun burnt
Bad teeth
Tattoos
All sorts of crap in the garden
Anymore?
The irony of course, is that her entire being is as socially offensive (or should be) to others, as speeders as to her.https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/av/uk-england-nottingha...
What can we spot?
Rugs drying over the front fence
Sun burnt
Bad teeth
Tattoos
All sorts of crap in the garden
Anymore?
Edited by Whistle on Sunday 27th January 22:05
And this is the problem, where do we draw the lines.
Talking loudly on the phone - salt mines
Not saying thank you - salt mines
Not dressing appropriately whilst holding hair dryer based speed gun - salt mines
Moaning about others nasty ways on the internet - salt mines
Wishing you could just put everyone in a salt mine - salt mine!
Old Mr Dundarach used to say we were long overdue another war....
Lemming Train said:
I swear guys, it was 100% Haribo. I could clearly see the Haribo name on the bag and the bag is mostly clear in the middle so I could the contents. The baby was moving its mouth about in a sort of chewing motion but I wouldn't have even thought it had teeth at that age? Completely bizarre but the baby was definitely swallowing them and it stopped screaming after about 10 mins so clearly worked!
OpulentBob said:
I've never seen salt mined. Only harvested on drying beds (both here and in Asia).
There's one in Cheshire.https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-35322992
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