Also, none of these companies vet these companies so you end up with Uber rapists, AirBnB conmen, and now GrubHub opportunist thieves.

The rest of the world is wondering when the ordinary decent citizens are actually going to do anything about it, other that be just another keyboard warrior. Why aren’t people marching in the streets. I did see on TV this morning where Trump was confronted (he quickly scurried away), but this needs to be happening…

I’ve given up on The Handmaids Tale. Watching Elizabeth Moss once again trying to emote (and failing) just got too much.

Irish (well my grandmother was- I’m 50/50 Brit/Irish)

“10 Superlatives That Clickbait Uses To Draw You In. #8 Will Blow Your Mind”

A bacon joint rather than a rasher.

Me too...

I have favourite restaurants that I may only visit once a year.

it’s the whole “can’t get enough of”. Most of the beer drinkers I know would drink a brut but would also drink a whole load of other styles. The only ones that tend to obsess over a particular style are faddies and/or tickers.

Cook cabbage with it. My grandmother used to cook bacon and cabbage by cooking the cabbage in the water used to boil the bacon. It was the only cabbage I’d eat. I reckon hot dog water would be a good substitute.

“Brut IPAs are the bone-dry, champagne-like beer hopheads can’t get enough of”

“was she a regular waitress that you see visit after visit or perhaps she was new and just covering for a regular that was taking that one holiday off ....”

Was talking about gourmet scotch eggs with a friend the other night. The ideas included using quails eggs; and doing n’djula ones. I’ll add Lincolnshire sausage-meat to the list...

It doesn’t surprise me- Catherine Cleary is a very inconsistent reviewer- she recently released a “definitive” list of top 100 restaurants which missed out a few very obvious candidates. When I spoke to a couple of the owners, it turned out that she was one of the few reviewers that had not visited them. So much for…

I recently had a black pudding soft scotch egg served with asparagus- sublime.

Repalce it with Sussex Pond Pudding- it’s also a suet pud so not a million miles away from a Spotted Dick. Or Jam Roly Poly.

And remember “Richard The Third” is cockney rhyming slang for “turd”

This is true- and Syd basically became a recluse, but according to the eulogy by his nephew, he did find peace, apparently he loved to garden, and he hated fans turning up at his home.

I don’t know if this is paywalled or not:

Thanks for the in-depth reply.