I know somebody who does this and accidentally racked up a £3,500 phone bill while on holiday. He was accidentally using the wrong SIM for data.

I have two phones. A personal one and one provided by my company. I like being able to turn off my work phone when on holiday, etc and keep my personal life separate.

I do know a lot of people who sold their personal phones when given a work phone and use it for both. Saves some money I guess but no thanks.

I also know people who have two phones but install all the work apps on their personal phones to make it easier for them. No thanks!

You’re not wrong but I realised my niece doesn’t have that level of responsibility. If there’s a smelly bin she’ll just expect her mum to sort it out or disappear so she doesn’t have to deal with it.

My sister once asked if I could help with the kitchen sink in her house as it was blocked. I started taking waste pipes off and quickly realised there’s a bunch of sardines stuck in one pipe. Her 15 year old daughter had shoved fish down the waste pipe of the sink rather than putting them in the bin. I still can’t understand the logic in her head. Surely it’s more difficult to push fish through the small holes at the bottom of the sink than it is to take 2 steps towards the bin.

Swamy, Slippy, Slappy, Swenson

Like Mary Swanson

Flashing lights. I have to try that now.

Years ago me and my sister walked through our newly built town centre together. They had installed bright white stone on the ground and both of us couldn’t stop sneezing (sunny day, stone reflects sun back up). It’s not as shiny now it’s not new but I hate walking through that area to this day.

Same for me. If I feel a sneeze coming on I look at a bright light to hurry it up. I thought this was normal but appetite isn’t.

I got exactly the same. Firefox on android and in the UK. Perhaps it’s regional.

I just searched the same words and got the same text.

Fat and stupid.

I’m curious, why are you putting the £ symbol after the number and not before?

Yeah that’s exactly it. Sometimes I don’t want to do family stuff. My wife plans things like going to the beach which I really don’t like but I keep thinking about the memories both me and my son will get. My dad hardly did anything with me, I want to make sure I’m giving my son good memories.

After my son was born I would get up in the morning, usually before he and wife were awake, go to work. When I got home from work I would be lucky to see him for an hour before my wife put him to bed. Hardly ever saw him.

Then the pandemic happened, he just turned two at the time. I was then told to work from home. It was brilliant. I got to spend so much time with my son. I still work from home now but he’s at school these days.

The pandemic was not kind to a lot of people but for me personally I have great memories because of it.

Welcome to the fold, brother.

Years ago my wife did an online course, I forget which one, it might have been open university (UK). She worked full-time with a fair salary and studied a few hours each week in the evening. She got a student discount card. The requirements seem (or did, perhaps it’s changed now) quite low.

Indeed. Beat it, but at what cost.

My mum beat cancer. She lost parts of her body in the process and chemo changed her physically (her hair and nails never came back the same). It took three years of regular testing to finally be given the “you’re officially cancer free” verdict. Three tense years.

All that said she’s incredibly lucky not only to have beat it but not to have to live with additional medication due to it. I know somebody who lost a lot more and while is alive now needs a lifetime of medication to “put in” what the partial removed organs no longer produce.

I think I saw a video similar to this with a dad and son. Ended up rubbing the peanut jar on the paper or something like that because instructions weren’t specific enough.

I have a Hewlett Packard PDA somewhere still along with some other old stuff I can’t figure out what to do with.

This is great. My six year old son likes to play a game called “what’s a sandwich” where we pretend the name sandwich doesn’t exist and we have to explain how it’s made then pretend the chef serves misunderstood dish. He’ll love this picture.