Swifty
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I was thinking about making stone replicas but chocolate ones would be even better!.ideal for nibbles!
I was thinking about making stone replicas but chocolate ones would be even better!.ideal for nibbles!
You could pop down to the beach for inspiration.I was thinking about making stone replicas but chocolate ones would be even better!.
tee hee .. Escargot said chocolate starfish ..You could pop down to the beach for inspiration.
There is a company which does that. You have to, er, pose while they make the mould.tee hee .. Escargot said chocolate starfish ..
I think I remember seeing that. They've been around for a while haven't they.There is a company which does that. You have to, er, pose while they make the mould.
Here they very are!I think I remember seeing that. They've been around for a while haven't they.
Check MY scent.... and ordered! Well, the scented candles. I did check the scents first.
How?Check MY scent.
Check MY scent.
When I was a kid, my mothers feet always smelt of stale cheese. She'd come home from work as a teacher, make herself a coffee (Nescafe), get a few broken biscuits bought from Woolworth's, take her shoes off, put her feet up on a stool, and stink the sitting room out. It'd make me feel sick. That smell. It still haunts me. She was fat. Very fat. She may have been a good teacher but her feet, they stank. Her breath stank as well. Oh how I was glad to leave home at 16. No more cheesy feet and stinking breath. She considered herself a good parent, I don't for many reasons. She did her best though and that is all a person can ask and that is good enough. She did the best she could.
Your mum’s feet could be categorised as a tourist attraction so it’s justified.Maybe this posting is in the wrong place. If it is, Mods, please could you move it. Thanks.
More the opposite. A tourist anti attraction. I never bought any friends home from school because of her smelly feet.Your mum’s feet could be categorised as a tourist attraction so it’s justified.
ShrineSince going viral, the rat-shaped hole in the sidewalk in Roscoe Village has drawn countless tourists seeing to see and take pictures of it. Many have dropped coins into the hole, and left cheese and other items in a makeshift shrine that has been erected alongside it.
‘We have always liked the rat (or squirrel) – it was a cute, quirky little thing in our neighborhood. People would smile and laugh as they walked by, and that was it.
‘It’s been there at least 20 years, afaik. But now the internet has learned about it, and taken things waaaaay too far.’
Rat hole - Chicago’s hottest new tourist attraction
The ‘rat hole’ is quite literally, as the name suggests, a hole in the shape of a rat.
It’s located on the street on the south side of the 1900 block of West Roscoe Street.
The hole itself isn’t new, with residents saying the imprint has been there for several years.
But the rat hole’s fame has spread rapidly after Winslow Dumaine shared a picture of it on X with the caption: ‘Had to make a pilgrimage to the Chicago rat hole.’
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A neighbor, Georgina Ulrich, recorded the crews as they used a concrete saw and then a forklift to hoist the slab with the rat hole, and drove it away. ‘All this for a rat imprint,’ said Ulrich.
Crews poured new concrete the same day, forever replacing the famous slab.
The problem there was brevibacterium which lives on the feet, especially between the toes, and must be battled with good hygiene, cotton-rich socks and shoes made of 'breathable' materials.When I was a kid, my mothers feet always smelt of stale cheese. She'd come home from work as a teacher, make herself a coffee (Nescafe), get a few broken biscuits bought from Woolworth's, take her shoes off, put her feet up on a stool, and stink the sitting room out. It'd make me feel sick. That smell. It still haunts me. She was fat. Very fat. She may have been a good teacher but her feet, they stank. Her breath stank as well. Oh how I was glad to leave home at 16. No more cheesy feet and stinking breath. She considered herself a good parent, I don't for many reasons. She did her best though and that is all a person can ask and that is good enough. She did the best she could.
Even now, at 66 years old, that memory still remains and although I like mature cheddar occasionally on toast, I don't when opening the wrapping smell it. As for other more smellier cheeses. Arghhhhhh! It's my mothers stinking feet all over again.
Maybe this posting is in the wrong place. If it is, Mods, please could you move it. Thanks.
Might I also recommend bamboo socks?The problem there was brevibacterium which lives on the feet, especially between the toes, and must be battled with good hygiene, cotton-rich socks and shoes made of 'breathable' materials.
Thumbs up from me as well.Might I also recommend bamboo socks?