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Sorry for your loss. I had one of those relief-bringing dreams as well, after my dad died last summer. Once the medical system was less tied up with Covid, we were trying to get treatment for his growing collection of ailments, including persistent pain in his hip and trouble walking - he wasn’t even 70, we assumed he

Same-ish, up to suddenly losing my father 2 months ago. May we all do a little better over the next year, and looking forward to the Jez community delivering this much-needed boost.

Brilliant.

Oh hell no, nopenopenope! This is the first one to actually get to me this year.

This one is so lovely, thank you for sharing.

On the other side of the world, but I saw three reddish lights in the sky moving and turning in a strict triangular formation a few years ago. Definitely can’t explain it with anything you’d normally expect to see in the sky on an overcast winter’s night. They disappeared quite suddenly too, although I didn’t see the

Your description of housecoat sounds much like the 1960s-1980s Soviet homewear staple, a cotton button-down dress (tie belt optional) in a loud print, known as халат in Russian. The contemporary versions come with zippers and I think stretchier fabrics. My mother (in her 60s now) still wears them sometimes, but the

I fully believe that if he’d tried existing on raw mince and raw chicken, scurvy might never have registered as a concern!

I thought “squiggly blob” sounds like tortellini.

Ngl, one of the things I miss most in lockdown is dressing up, and that is certainly an outfit, so no judgment from me. And it’s not as if the majority of rest of us have to deal with getting papped walking the dog.

A Max Mara dress (bought second-hand online) that I cannot put on because - and I’m not trying to be funny here - it gives me intense claustrophobia. It’s a neat navy blue knee-length dress I thought would be nice to wear to the office, it’s got a side zip and the material is non-stretch, and the sleeves, turns out,

I’ve read somewhere about Mia Farrow’s facial muscles having been affected by the polio she survived as a child.

I’ve been horrified but fascinated about these for a while. I don’t dislike dolls in general, but the creep factor of the fake baby kind is still wild for me, and I don’t get even wanting to be in the same building, nvm any closer to one. And as I’ve gathered, the circumstances of collecting them as a hobby either seem

This one deserves to be higher up.

Yeah, whatever Rainbow has been telling your daughter, it was still sketchy af of said Rainbow to perv on you in the shower.

I’ve had two bad/creepy Airbnb experiences in Paris (out of about 8 total): one place looked cute, but had fleas, bedbugs and sketchy neighbours, and the other one randomly felt creepier at night than anywhere else I’ve ever slept (for 3 nights I was too scared to open my eyes when I woke up, which in hindsight sounds

If you’re up to canning, it’s easy enough to make a strong, syrupy redcurrant juice. You don’t have to remove the stalks, just rinse the currants well, put them in a big pot and add enough water to just about cover them, heat until boiling, remove any foam, turn the heat off and using a sieve, strain the liquid into

I have a potentially dumb question. How did people even survive UTIs before antibiotics, or was developing a raging kidney infection and dying from sepsis/organ failure the normal outcome?

I am really not sensitive to paranormal stuff (thankfully), but one of the very few times I’ve experienced something odd was, uh, seeing someone shapeshift into a bush.

Obligatory mention that cups are less likely to work well for the large minority of women who have a tilted uterus.