"Oi, basket-face" was a well-known jocular greeting amongst the townfolk. Maybe.

One of our D&T teachers managed to pour the molten metal destined for the sand casting at his feet into the wide turn-up of his bell-bottom jeans. The turn-up neatly seperated from the trouser leg and fell to the floor. We laughed.

Love this, just posted the link to her article on my running club's chat, really important piece

Handily, you can drive it virtually (and cut out the walking to and fro) with this - www.youtube.com/watch?v=7RUF...

The steward told us that at the launch party for the Ravilious family, there was one lady reluctant to leave at the end, transfixed by this painting of a cat. Eventually she explained: 'This used to hang above my bed when I was a child. It rather scared me!'

Musk promising to have the trains run on time...

‘The road will be hard and long…’
‘Very well my liege’
‘Onwards then…’

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‘Did they have the shortbread?
‘Yep, we’re all good’

"Yeah, we used to work in factories assembling cars; but now humans do all the repetive tasks and we get to go jogging a lot..."