Hedgecutter

Website addresses ending in .tv are simply those registered in Tuvalu; i.e. not some special web domain for television-related companies who collectively pay Tuvalu ~$7m every year in royalties (~$620 per head of population).

"You're going to make a 50th snowball, right?" 5 mins later...

Opened the door this morning to find myself snowbound by this wall of snow. Thankfully I have a stock of tinned food.

Or just discovered why they've evolved to walk through things rather than batter into everything.

Rangers.

SNH I refuse to say a stupid f***ing name like 'NatureScot'.

Older people banging on about how 'X used to only cost Y pence' back in the day, as if they're completely oblivious to the concept of inflation.

Never completed the poll as I refuse to acknowledge any variation of FIFA as being the "number one" in anything.

I know I mentioned this on another thread recently, but still worth reiterating that I once dealt with a woman in Sainsbury's SavaCentre who bought nothing but a banana and a packet of condoms. Fair play to her for not feeling the need to add some more items in there.

Pubs that can't be bothered to indicate that a particular beer tap is 'aff'. Shirley the simple, universally understood act of placing a pint glass over the offending tap isn't too much effort ?

Royal Mail not only delivering a parcel to the wrong address, but sending you a proof of delivery photo showing the 'safe space' as being inside somebody's wheelie bin, on Bin Day Eve. Thankfully there was just enough to quickly work out the address from the photo.

McDiarmid Park's floodlights were actually part of St Johnstone's old ground, hence a bit of Muirton Park lives on despite it being flattened for an ASDA. Also never knew that McDiarmid was the name of the farmer that gifted them the land for it.

On the subject of Lidl, I spent ages hunting down some tinned pineapple this evening (I didn't want a full one, and I'm not a swinger). Eventually found them having given up, two aisles away from the section with the tinned sweetcorn and tinned tomatoes. An absolute menace of a store, but I'm presuming they do this on purpose to make you traipse around the place. "Can't find any oregano; perhaps I should have a look between the washing detergent and the toilet fresheners"

My dad who lives out there has pandered to the mob and nows says mee-dee-um instead of meej-um.

Where do you stand on people who say "zeen" in Alan Gilzean, but "ain" in Culzean? Eta: Stewart Petrie's name is one that I wonder about. Having met a few folk with the surname Petrie around NE Scotland where it's evidently fairly common, they all say 'Pet-ray'. The only time I've heard "Peet..." used is in reference to Stewart Petrie, and only from fans. Any Dundonians (I presume SP is from that neck of the woods) out there heard this Peet version elsewhere?

Bert chose eventually and carried it about a mile before putting it down and refusing to walk any further (note tension on lead). "This stick marks the line. Get the cosy car here for a taxi home, now"

It annoys me that pronunciation isn't written/spoken as 'pronounciation'. Absolutely needless complexity.

I had a small cavity in a molar that I got my first and only filling for. A couple of weeks later the outer enamel cracked away and so I got a follow-up appointment. "Hmmm... there's more filling than tooth there now, so what we'll need to do is grind the remaining part down and put a crown over it." There's now a gap between that and the next tooth along that requires me carrying a fine toothpick places to avoid extreme agitation when eating meat.

Earlier today: "Eeny, meeny, miny, moe..."

Underrated: cheese on toast*, and liver (the comma is important). Overrated: Crème brûlée. *Don't. You all know what I mean.

If you shag somebody a few hours after their spouse died when they weren't aware of the accident, does it still class as cheating? Asking for a friend.

As I found out courtesy of OTB at the weekend, they're also used to make the white bit of macaroon bars. I did not see that coming.

Academics giving presentations on things that they don't know how to pronounce. Recent example was somebody giving a presentation centering around the prominent hill of Bennachie, which the guy was consistently calling Ben-acky (rather than Ben-a-hee). Usually the result of somebody Down South travelling up to Scotland and failing to converse with anybody outwith their little pool of researchers. Eta: this is actually well beyond 'petty' for me. The ignorance really grinds my gears.

Peter Mullan. I don't know what's so special about him, but he's somehow managed to shoehorn himself into any post-80s film with any form of Scottish theme. My other half randomly picked an old episode of Taggart the other day, and low and behold, there's Peter Mullan playing a secondary character. She also ended up watching that Sunset Song guff (just because it was a school project), and Mr Inescapable was there too. If a programme features a tartan shortbread tin then he'll probably be in it somewhere (the film/episode, not the tin).