It always winds me up when kids complain they are bored. They have soooo many things they can do now – video games, 1000 TV channels, mobile phones with more social media you can shake a stick at, And that’s on top of everything else we had as kids – so library, go out and play, bike rides, fish for minnows. They’re just too pampered and can’t think for themselves to find something to do. Am I being too harsh here?
Scientists these days test everything to see if it’s harmful or not. So they give a mouse a kilo of salt and wonder why it dies. They then declare that salt is bad for you
I hate all these rubber-neckers. They cause such a queue on the roads because their lives are so boring they need to gawk at something that happened, that may freshen up their dull existence. Too much?
A friend of mine likes his steak cooked well done (yeah I know, don’t ask). When we went to France, he was told that they tend to cook their steaks less than we do in the UK, so he asked for it burnt on the outside and well done inside, thinking that would come just as he liked it. It still came what I’d call medium rare. I’m sure if you ask for your steak rare, they’d just wave it over a candle for 1 second on each side and then put it on the plate.
That’s one of the advantages of being a man. When we say “I’m not thinking of anything” you can believe us. Men have the ability to simply just stare out of a window and think of nothing. Apparently that’s something most women cannot do.
We put jam in ours. Yes, I know that Americans call jam ‘jelly’. What do they call jelly then?