I drink 6 pints of whole milk per day or more (I'm bulking), wondering if anyone genuinely drinks more than that (if you drink skimmed it doesn't count mate sorry).

Need to know if I can claim the title of 'Strongest Bones in England', or 'most likely to get kidney stones'

Does anyone know anything about this business?

Basically they seem to produce ludicrously extreme weather forecasts that regular predict "snow bombs" or extreme heat that nevers gets picked up by the mainstream forecasters, and more importantly, never comes to fruition.

Their sole purpose appears to be to enable the Daily Express and local newspapers to run clickbait stories stating that "forecasters predict [insert random dramatic weather event]"

Hi gang!

I’m a 3 coat man. I have a thin waterproof for summer, what I call a medium warmth waterproof jacket for spring and autumn, and a winter thick waterproof.

The medium one I have is a 10 year old north face jacket and it is on its last legs. It’s like a padded jacket, but the outer is waterproof and I can’t find anything like it in the shops to replace it.

Any suggestions on where to look?

Was just reading a story from an interview with Jonathan Ross where he revealed he sometimes goes a week without showering.

At first blush this seems a bit gross, but I can see that there may be benefits to it (specifically for the skin). What do we all make of it?

I know this is one of those posts that makes people think "oh god, is that me??" And I'm sorry for that! But ya know what? It doesn't hurt to check how frosty your bathroom window is!!

I live on a road of traditional double bay fronted houses, the default floor plan puts the family bathroom upstairs at the front overlooking the street. We bought ours 2 years ago and have loved living here but I have 1 small issue. The house diagonally opposite has frosted glass in the bathroom window which is not doing the desired job. Yesterday I was getting out of my car and some movement caught my eye. The bloke was having a shower. In the split second I was looking, this guy bent over, crack directly pointed at the window and my poor unwilling eyes. Not even the worst thing I've seen. If he's standing side on you can see his junk- in more detail than is comfortable. To be clear, I do not WANT to see his junk!! Every time it happens just like this, movement catches my eye and naturally draws my attention then I'm suddenly looking at a damp naked stranger. There is also a woman who lives there. Or at least, someone with large breasts and a nicer bum than me. I told my husband that if it was me I'd want to know. If it was an expensive problem to fix I might be less inclined to tell them but there's plenty of cheap window films which I'm sure would do the job. Husband says to leave it and even hypothesised they already knew and were exhibitionists. Now, I don't kink shame consenting adults but I do believe everyone involved in your kink should be consenting. And I did not consent. I'm pretty sure the rest of the street did not either. And I think it a lot more likely that they simply don't know. And as I said, personally I would want to know. Particularly as a woman also lives there. Not saying that men aren't entitled to privacy but men's bodies are generally more visible in our society ie going topless on hot days or whipping their bits out in front of other men at urinals.

So who's right here? Is it anonymous note through the door time or do I continue running this public nudity gauntlet every time I'm on my drive?

Preferably not too expensive. Still have bills to pay!

To add to the pain, it was my right hand and yes, you guessed it - I'm right-handed. I never realised how even the simplest of tasks takes two hands. Even stupid stuff like squeezing out some toothpaste on to the brush. Any life tips appreciated.

On the plus side, shout out to all the NHS staff at A&E, they were AMAZING!

Help me out, please, she fails to see reason.

I had no idea these were still sold. My wife loved them when we were teenagers, so I got her a case of 24: still around £1 a bottle which surprised me.

My productivity at work is next to non-existent. Just want to stop time and have a nap. That hour change on Sunday really messed up my body clock.

I ordered something from Amazon yesterday, and had it delivered to a locker, as I'm not working today and needed to go to the launderette which has a locker a couple of minutes away.

Delivery notification a few minutes ago, so off I popped, bag of washing in hand, to collect my parcel.

The weather was a bit drizzly, and when I scanned my code, I fumbled my phone and dropped it.

Large locker at ground level opened, and without thinking I stuffed my dirty washing into the locker, slammed the door shut, and picked up my phone.

Now, as far as Amazon are concerned, I've retrieved my parcel, and obviously the code won't work again - the locker now has my parcel and a bag of dirty Ts, strides, sweaty socks and under crackers.

This is going to be an awkward phone call to Amazon support to say the least.

How's your day going?

Edit: just had a callback, and they've issued a new number for the locker, to be used within 3 days. Apparently this kind of fuck up is more common than I thought.

Edit²: Email confirmation just arrived that my parcel (and laundry) is ready for collection - I'm going to write the code on my hand and take nothing with me this time.

So as a kid my brother loved crumpets and wouldn't stop going on about how they're the best thing ever, now me being a really stubborn git, I pretended I didn't like them just to prove that they're not the best thing in the world.

At some point I forgot that it was even a lie and just thought I didn't like crumpets.

Last week I realized I'd never actually tried one... And I gotta say I was wrong, they are really good. Maybe not best thing in the world, but very good.

Do I tell my brother that he was right? Or do I keep the lie up? It's already been nearly 30years so I think I take this to my deathbed right?

I've got a cherry tree in my garden that's just started to bloom, and the bloody pigeons are eating all of the blossoms! Any more accomplished gardeners than I - do you have any solutions? I also accept similar stories of garden suffering in commiseration...

(I have already tried nerf guns and wind chimes - the chimes sound lovely but do squat; the wind takes the nerf bullets before they act as a deterrent!)

My dear old American MiL has sent me a gift on a scrap of paper she calls a check, made out in dollars. To turn it into readies is quite a chore. My current account bank straight up won't accept it. Neither will our joint account bank. The bank I hold a savings account with will, but I have to *post* it to them (not take it into a branch) and they'll charge me a tenner for it to be processed.

Now, obviously the dollars bit makes it slightly more difficult (for me, a bank should be able to do this with their eyes closed) but I read that in 2022 over 129 *million* cheques were processed in the UK. Statistically, you should process about two every year. So I've got my statistical first out of the way.

Do you use cheques, you mad old geriatric bastard?

I work in a company with an office.

Prior to Covid, everybody worked in the office - no excuses etc. Everyone who worked here back then had to be able to commute to the office every day.

Since Covid, we now have completely flexible working and people can choose to work from home, but we also have the office available.

Most staff now work from home. We have hired employees all over the country, and therefore mandatory office attendance can’t be enforced.

I prefer to work from the office when possible. I usually do about half the week in the office.

Since Covid, the management team have started having meeting days in the office, where they will ask other staff (such as myself) not to come to the office on those days.

Now it seems that other teams are planning their own days in the office and saying “please avoid the office on this day”.

As someone who enjoys the flexibility of planning my own week and going to the office whenever I fancy it, this is really annoying.

It doesn’t seem fair that certain people can block others from coming to the office whenever they fancy. But I’m on my own, in that I’m the only “regular” member of staff who comes to the office out of choice.

So you basically have people being told they have to come to the office, when they wouldn’t out of choice - but people like me to like to come to the office, are told to stay at home.

Has anyone else had this experience since Covid?

Am I fair to kick off about this, or should I just suck it up?

But can you guess which is which?

Morning all!

Hope you're all well. Please use this thread as a place to discuss what you've been reading the past month.

• Have you gotten stuck into any good novels?
• A good bit of non-fiction on the agenda?
• Read anything cool/interesting as part of your studies?
• Or maybe a few good long read articles?

Let us know, and do get involved in a discussion!

It’s the gaming thread! Doesn’t matter whether it’s PlayStation, Xbox, mobile, Switch, or tabletop, they’re all welcome here. Even Atari and the Commodore 64 beeping quietly in the background.

Come on in - what’re you playing this week?

Welcome to Wednesday! Halfway home for the week (and since Monday was a bank holiday, it’s a shorter week too).

Come on in, have a chat, a virtual cuppa, whatever, and tell us - what’s gone right for you this week?