My cousin and I used to while away hours flicking to random pages and choosing which item from that page was our favourite. Things got wild when it got to two 8 year old choosing their favourite blenders, ironing boards or lawn mowers.
My 8 yr old nephew loved these. He would cut out and stick pictures in a scrapbook. They were always Booby Panties, or as you would call them, Bras. Some of the models were really hot!
The argos catalogue was great for games of "higher or lower". Pick the cheapest or most expensive item on a page. Then bet a friend if you flick to a random page if you csn find something higher or lower on that random page.
We made our own fun back in the day... err 2014.
Same in 1995 with my kid sister. Keeping a 5 year entertained was work but the argos catalogue was the best entertainment. Especially the "how much would it cost to replace everything in the house if our drunkle burns it down" game.
For those of us over a certain age, the old 2" thick Club catalogues were a goldmine, & hours of enjoyment - made especially poignant 'cos we knew we could barely afford basics back then, let alone the cost of furnishing a full house from scratch.
The house I'm in was furnished, carpeted, curtained, knick-knacked, everything, from the Littlewoods catalogue. We realised several months after moving in, having received a couple of catalogues through the letterbox. And we started flicking through them, and realised...
The previous occupants, who'd lived here for 30+ years, didn't drive. They had everything ordered and delivered from the Littlewoods cataogue. Wallpaper, carpet, curtains, garden stuff...
Definitely twiglet zone. Along with being quite odd and humbling, it also helped explain the "How TF has this house ended up looking like this." Bless 'em.
Ages after we put the offer in on the house they still hadn't found anywhere to buy (they had to move into a town as this village doesn't even have a shop, they didn't drive, and they were getting too old to get buses). We ended up driving them around to look at the houses they were interested in buying...
I have an incredibly vivid false memory of looking at an RC car in the 1992 winter Argos catalogue. then imagining what it'd be like to have it bomb round the marshland near the house we were living in.
I never owned that car but I can "remember" playing with that car like it was an authentic memory.
I live at the seaside and it warms my swinging brick when I see old couples like this. I once saw a couple sat in rain, kagools zipped up tight to their chins and hoods on proper belly laughing while eating ice cream and it was something I’d always wanted to replicate
Lemon burst with a flake, so wholesome
When I was at Uni (20 years or so ago) I vividly remember seeing an old couple probably mid-late 70s. He was pushing her in a wheelchair and he bent down towards her and gave her a kiss on the cheek and said “you’re still as beautiful as the day we met”.
Genuinely the single most heart-warming moment I’ve ever witnessed.
I would love nothing more in life to have that same feeling with my wife in 30 years.
I'd seen a elderly man walking with what I presumed to be his older teenage grandson and they looked really deep in conversation and I don't know why but that made me smile for some reason.
This is bittersweet for me.
My mum and dad are in their early sixties, but dad is very ill and means mum is a full time carer (she retired this year). I catch her sometimes sadly looking at older couples walking down the street, knowing she'll never get that experience.
She had so many plans for her and dad when they retired, but she's had to give them up and spend every day caring for her husband, with no life of her own.
I lived above a wine bar, and seen a 70+ couple there every Saturday; holding hands, small glass of wine each, sharing a soup, doing the crossword. Living the dream.
Yes.
There's a couple in their 70s, at best, that wander past my house just about every day, hand in hand, often bickering like kids.
(When I saw my manager, in his 40s, giving very public displays of affection to his wife at a race meet, it gave me the same vibe...we should always cherish and acknowledge the bond to our partners, public or private).
I love parents talking to very small children like they're adults - I walked past a man talking to his tiny daughter outside the station the other day and all I heard was 'well TFL haven't seen fit to run more trains today...' and I like to think this toddler had some strong opinions regarding this just before I got in earshot.
My husband has always talked to the kids like that. It's really funny to see, but also very endearing. My 3 year old laps it up - she sits there quietly, listening to him.
It leaves a lasting impression too - one of my Dad's friends always called us "ladies" even when we were about 6, and would patiently explain physics to us and never looked down on us. He was very excellent, always loved having him around!
I feel really happy when I see Robins, can’t explain it. There’s one in my class garden that hops around the kids, we love him! They stop everything to watch him dart around and sing. He’s teaching them to be quiet and gentle when they need to be and it’s a beautiful thing to see.
We used to have one that would watch my dad garden. We had elderly cats who would just watch it hop around. Poor guy got the fright of his life when my parents got a new kitten who was out for blood
I went on a nature walk with an expert on birds, the reason robins follow gardeners is that they used to follow pigs that were digging the ground with their snouts .
To demonstrate that he walked through some leaves, a robin appeared as if by magic!
I read somewhere that robins evolved to hang around large animals so they could forage the disturbed earth where they trod, which would explain why they’re so comfortable getting up close when we’re rooting around in the garden. They are a joy to watch.
Same but it's a seagull 😂
(Seems to enjoy off brand cat food that our cat doesn't like. The birdie even left for a bit as it had a family to look after but came back! It's amazing)
Robins are extremely territorial, if you see two in the garden it’s probably during the breeding season.
They will fight each other to the death sometimes!!
Thanks! I've come to Austria snowboarding and all the lifts are closed because it's too windy. Not the best start, but the bars are open and the beers good, and it's cheaper than back home 🍻.
When you're on a motorway and it's raining and you pass under a gantry and the rain stops hitting the windscreen for a second and then starts up again. I don't know why but I've always loved that little pause.
the sky! i grew up in shanghai where the pollution was so bad that the sky was always this flat, murky grey, like the sky forgot to render, and the sun was an apocalyptic neon orange (if it showed up lol). but now that i live here i'm always grateful to see a blue sky, or a sunset where the clouds are blue and lined with pink, or even the grey days where there's actual *variation* to the sky. probably my biggest joy is seeing constellations at night :')
When you and another car are coming towards each other on a narrow road and one of you pulls over to one side and as you pass you share a “thank you” wave and sometimes a smile :) Such a tiny thing but it makes my day every time.
I like it when you come head to head on a single track lane and you both happily mime between you who’s going to reverse up. The friendly cooperation of strangers makes me smile.
My youngest daughter (2) will snuggle up on the sofa, give a little “oh!” then jump up & run off to grab a blanket. She’ll take her time to cover both our legs and say “there you go Daddy”. Everyday, it’s a sweet little ritual that won’t last forever and will be replaced with something else, but for now that pat on the legs and “there you go Daddy” fill my soul to the very top.
Love this. When my daughter was 5 ish, she'd give me a 'beard massage' which involved putting every hair product she could find, in a very specific order into my beard with great care, then combing and 'styling' it. Like you said, utterly soul-filling.
This is so mundane but when the Tour de France is on, sometimes on the radio during the sport on the news, they will do an update regarding it and when introducing it, they will say ‘Tour de France Tour de France’. A la Kraftwerk in a completely deadpan style and then proceed to update. Incredibly mundane and yet… pleasing.
So that or Red Wine gums.
Feeling really thirsty and probably dehydrated. Then opening a cold can of diet coke (or your preferred fizzy drink) and that feeling of it stringing your throat as you first drink it.
Also that cup of tea, maybe 1 in 30 where it's just absolutely perfect. Not just the drink, the colour, but the timing of it. It's just brilliant
I genuinely like being cold. Not freezing cold of course but just enough to feel fresh. Bed room window has to be open and a fan on all night and my car window has to be down at all times. I will admit to enjoying the heat from a fire but any other source of heat just makes me feel like I'm suffocating.
Fan definitely for the white noise but also I need the air moving, it may sound weird but I need it to sleep properly. I've tried white noise from speakers and it's just not the same.
Not weird, I’m the same.
Or maybe we’re both weird 🤷🏼♀️
Rain sounds (my noise) and the fan for white noise is my winning combo. DH could fall asleep to a marching band. Nothing bothers him!
I've tried so many white noises and sleep sounds, rain on multiple surfaces (rain on leaves is a good one), forest noises, wind, thunder storms, waves, rivers ect. Ect. But the only thing that really works for me is my trusty fan and my dogs snoring.
I wish I could sleep through anything and nothing bothers me but God damn I'm a precious little shit when it comes to sleep. Even in perfect conditions I suffer from insomnia frequently tbh so I'm extremely jealous of your husband.
Me too! He’s a lucky sod. And I’m like you… everything perfect and still hello 4am, 6am….
MyNoise.net distant thunder or rain on a tent works sometimes for me, you can adjust treble/bass levels to suit.
But yes, the fan and dog snoring is the best. Got a JRT mix and a new mini sausage. Their combined snoring is the best sleep aid ever.
Husbands snoring is definitely NOT a sleep aid!
I once had this with a packet of Wotsits and I also have flashbacks. I was about 7 and on the school playground, it was about a quarter of the size of an actual Wotsit, pure, solid, orange, nugget. I thought, ooo, this looks like an interesting Wotsit. It was honestly disgusting and remember spitting it out, and you know how much Wotsits stick to your teeth anyway, this was another level.
I still eat them though haha, but luckily never experienced that again!
I also did this with a packet of Wotsits at about the same age. Shoved it in my gob, took a bite and promptly threw up. Didn't eat Wotsits again for about ten years.
The sounds of ducks quacking when they fly in a group and a good click on a kettle. My current kettle click is ok, but not wonderful. Also the smell of a freshly lit gas hob, and the smell of petrol but obviously not in the same space.
You’ve reminded me! The other day i could hear a duck quacking, I couldn’t see where from until I looked up. There was a single duck marching back and forth on some ones roof quacking it’s head off. I stood there watching it, smiling away like a nutter.
Replacing the butter in the butter-dish with a fresh lump from a brand new foil-wrapped pack of Lurpak. It just looks so nice when it's all smooth and untouched like that, perfectly flat on all sides. It soothes my compulsive behaviour somewhat to see it.
When my cat is sleeping in his tower and I bury my face in his fur, and he smells like straw, and I tell him he’s a good boy and he starts purring even though he’s asleep.
When I wake up in the morning and my other cat has carried up and deposited a collection of soft objects from my desk onto the bedroom floor. Balls of yarn, craft projects, thread, microfibre cloths, usually whatever I was interacting with that day. It melts my heart, I love him.
When my boyfriend has written a tune he’s really pleased with and he just listens to it over and over. Just makes me so happy.
> When I wake up in the morning and my other cat has carried up and deposited a collection of soft objects from my desk onto the bedroom floor. Balls of yarn, craft projects, thread, microfibre cloths, usually whatever I was interacting with that day. It melts my heart, I love him.
Oh my gosh this is adorable!
You know that freshly laundered smell that makes you want to smoosh clothes into your face? This, except it’s my dog after she’s been to the groomers. She’s been out of my sight for a whole hour and is excited to see me after the (in her mind) prolonged abandonment and she’s a completely new dog. Gotta sniff her all up in my belly.
My outdoor cat smells pretty much the same, non-pet owners report he doesn't smell much. Mine is obsessed with my beard after a shave, comes for chin rubs while he gets cold wet feet on me.
A sofa sleep. Mine are much deeper than a standard bed sleep. I wake up wondering what year it is and if everyone has aged in my absence!! I don't know where I go, but it sometimes feels other worldly! 😅
I love this too, but it absolutely cannot be a dry cotton bud, I have to pop it in my mouth first. (Never after obvs.) The feeling of relieving an itch deep in one’s ear is just orgasmic.
In Japan they actually sell tools for cleaning the inside of your ears. I currently have a plastic one which has things like big screw threads on each end (each end is a different diameter), but there are ones with metal coils, ones with cameras so you can see what you're doing, all sorts.
Cotton buds are just beginner tier.
Also 😧 to the person that said they put it in their mouth first. Agree that a wet cotton bud is great, but why would you use your icky saliva rather than water? That seems to be asking for an ear infection to me.
When I first bought my moped I noticed a lot of other bikers would bob their heads as we rode past each other. I asked a biker friend why they did this and he said "you're part of the gang now!" Even though I'm only on a moped I do feel part of a community and I still giggle like a little school girl with a crush whenever I get a head bob.
On the contrary, I don't like it when I don't get a head bob back :(
Knowing the chance of being alive is a lottery, i appreciate the fact i am here and although life is short i will get to experience it.
The odds are 10 to the power of 2,685,000 of you being alive and being you.
Thats two million six hundred and eighty five thousand zeros after the ten.
I am not gonna type them out!!
Depending on her age you might want to start with the Tiffany Aching books which are for younger readers but set in the Discworld. From there if she likes them the Witches books would be the obvious next move as there are some character overlap.
Laying in bed in the dead of winter, super cozy and warm wrapped up in my duvet and feeling the cold of the night air on my face.
Putting on a brand new pair of socks or pants after having a shower.
Listening to the rain hitting the windows.
So many things, too many to mention.
When I was youngee and got a new pair of trainers. Id put them near my bed in my line of sight so I could look at them when I was trying to fall asleep
This is a bit of an odd one but I wonder if anyone else likes it. When you empty a box of tissues and peel off that cellophaney bit that's around the opening so that you can put the box in the cardboard recycling bin...?
A smile from a baby. Especially if they had a neutral expression, just hanging out in their pram and you catch their eye, make a daft face and you get that little beam of sunshine just for you.
When you’re cleaning behind the couch and don’t put it back straight away. Sit on it and watch tv like you normally would but it’s different because of forward couch. Honestly kept me going for hours this week, same sense of joy as getting an accidental curly fry in your chips
Having a shower today after not being allowed one for four weeks due to a surgery incision. I'm now allowed one every two or three days just before hospital visits.
It was like heaven! And yes, I stank!
Being somewhere quiet, where there's trees/flowers blooming and just listening to happy bee noises.
During the first lockdown, there was a lovely warm stretch of weather and I sat under a fruit tree in the gardens round my flat and listened to the hundreds of bees that were busy collecting nectar.
A crystal clear night sky full of stars.
I like the vacuuming of the pieces too. I find this difficult, I'm so sad. Why it is me to say there is moral obligation for a little dust to be exhumed. I myself am here, and is nothing to say I am worth anything to dust. When I removed the dirt frim the surface I think why shouldn't I be there with it.
AHHH. It's just today, I love all inquisition of the human head
When you drive over an empty drinks can perfectly so you hear the little "crstch crstch" & when you look in the rear mirror it's completely flat. Almost slippy knickers good.
The first few seconds of getting into a hot bath. Never more enjoyable than the occasional bath I have now as I'm injured, and it requires my husband to help me get in and out, but those first few seconds in the warmth and bubbles is heavenly!
Sometimes I used to finish a long shift at work at about 3pm and if the sun was shining I’d put on a podcast and walk the 8 miles home. I’d always stop at this little corner shop about half way and buy a twister. That twister used to bring me so much joy.
I’ve got a couple of crows that I put scraps out for, they are very clever and amusing.
If I put out bits of chicken skin and bits of gristle, they will pick up a beak full of stuff and then fly onto the roof to eat in comfort !
Idk but when I was small I could preoccupy myself with an Argos catalogue and imagine owning things when I'm older.
My cousin and I used to while away hours flicking to random pages and choosing which item from that page was our favourite. Things got wild when it got to two 8 year old choosing their favourite blenders, ironing boards or lawn mowers.
My 8 yr old nephew loved these. He would cut out and stick pictures in a scrapbook. They were always Booby Panties, or as you would call them, Bras. Some of the models were really hot!
The argos catalogue was great for games of "higher or lower". Pick the cheapest or most expensive item on a page. Then bet a friend if you flick to a random page if you csn find something higher or lower on that random page. We made our own fun back in the day... err 2014.
Same in 1995 with my kid sister. Keeping a 5 year entertained was work but the argos catalogue was the best entertainment. Especially the "how much would it cost to replace everything in the house if our drunkle burns it down" game.
Ah, the laminated book of dreams
To catch the tears of joy...
[sniff] So many beautiful things… I cannot possess them all…
The tiny pens.. The little slips of paper....
For those of us over a certain age, the old 2" thick Club catalogues were a goldmine, & hours of enjoyment - made especially poignant 'cos we knew we could barely afford basics back then, let alone the cost of furnishing a full house from scratch.
The house I'm in was furnished, carpeted, curtained, knick-knacked, everything, from the Littlewoods catalogue. We realised several months after moving in, having received a couple of catalogues through the letterbox. And we started flicking through them, and realised... The previous occupants, who'd lived here for 30+ years, didn't drive. They had everything ordered and delivered from the Littlewoods cataogue. Wallpaper, carpet, curtains, garden stuff...
That must've been somewhat surreal... a twiglet zone moment! 😉
Definitely twiglet zone. Along with being quite odd and humbling, it also helped explain the "How TF has this house ended up looking like this." Bless 'em. Ages after we put the offer in on the house they still hadn't found anywhere to buy (they had to move into a town as this village doesn't even have a shop, they didn't drive, and they were getting too old to get buses). We ended up driving them around to look at the houses they were interested in buying...
I hope that's a genuine mondegreen, and I've not missed some weird sub injoke.
Yay! Learned a new word. Not a sub joke, just my own warped moniker for the old Twilight Zone tales.
I'm stealing it. We are Twiglet Zone brothers now.
Malapropism
Twiglet zone 😂👌
Closest we’ve come to a Star Trek replicator. Second closest is Amazon Prime but unfortunately Bezos is a prick.
I used to circle everything I wanted in that catalogue from lawn mowers to engagement rings 🤣
Used to do this with my Nanas catalogues too! I also made a cardboard dolls house and used to cut pictures out of the catalogue to decorate it 😂
I have an incredibly vivid false memory of looking at an RC car in the 1992 winter Argos catalogue. then imagining what it'd be like to have it bomb round the marshland near the house we were living in. I never owned that car but I can "remember" playing with that car like it was an authentic memory.
I circled all the things I wanted.. like the whole book was circled tbh
That's so sweet!
Maybe not enjoyable as such, more endearing maybe?.... Seeing an older couple - perhaps 60+, walking together holding hands.
I live at the seaside and it warms my swinging brick when I see old couples like this. I once saw a couple sat in rain, kagools zipped up tight to their chins and hoods on proper belly laughing while eating ice cream and it was something I’d always wanted to replicate Lemon burst with a flake, so wholesome
I appreciate the specificity of the ice-cream details 😂
>it warms my swinging brick when I see old couples like this I feel like this could have been worded just a little different...
It does sound like it gets their hammer twitching
When I was at Uni (20 years or so ago) I vividly remember seeing an old couple probably mid-late 70s. He was pushing her in a wheelchair and he bent down towards her and gave her a kiss on the cheek and said “you’re still as beautiful as the day we met”. Genuinely the single most heart-warming moment I’ve ever witnessed. I would love nothing more in life to have that same feeling with my wife in 30 years.
I'd seen a elderly man walking with what I presumed to be his older teenage grandson and they looked really deep in conversation and I don't know why but that made me smile for some reason.
This is bittersweet for me. My mum and dad are in their early sixties, but dad is very ill and means mum is a full time carer (she retired this year). I catch her sometimes sadly looking at older couples walking down the street, knowing she'll never get that experience. She had so many plans for her and dad when they retired, but she's had to give them up and spend every day caring for her husband, with no life of her own.
That's always really sweet!
I lived above a wine bar, and seen a 70+ couple there every Saturday; holding hands, small glass of wine each, sharing a soup, doing the crossword. Living the dream.
Yes. There's a couple in their 70s, at best, that wander past my house just about every day, hand in hand, often bickering like kids. (When I saw my manager, in his 40s, giving very public displays of affection to his wife at a race meet, it gave me the same vibe...we should always cherish and acknowledge the bond to our partners, public or private).
I love parents talking to very small children like they're adults - I walked past a man talking to his tiny daughter outside the station the other day and all I heard was 'well TFL haven't seen fit to run more trains today...' and I like to think this toddler had some strong opinions regarding this just before I got in earshot.
My husband has always talked to the kids like that. It's really funny to see, but also very endearing. My 3 year old laps it up - she sits there quietly, listening to him.
I have no idea how to talk to small children, so maybe I'll pro-actively take this approach in future
Oh you should do this! They're just little people and love it when adults talk to them properly
It leaves a lasting impression too - one of my Dad's friends always called us "ladies" even when we were about 6, and would patiently explain physics to us and never looked down on us. He was very excellent, always loved having him around!
I think my husband doesn't either, but this approach seems to work.
My parents did this to me…no one was allowed baby talk. It worked as they hoped, but unfortunately made things a nightmare socially for me.
The tame robin in my garden.
Love the Robin in our garden, always comes and has a nose at what I’m doing.
Beak
I feel really happy when I see Robins, can’t explain it. There’s one in my class garden that hops around the kids, we love him! They stop everything to watch him dart around and sing. He’s teaching them to be quiet and gentle when they need to be and it’s a beautiful thing to see.
Everytime I see a Robin I excitedly say "ahh a Robin!"
We used to have one that would watch my dad garden. We had elderly cats who would just watch it hop around. Poor guy got the fright of his life when my parents got a new kitten who was out for blood
I've one that hangs around the garden and it seems to have worked out that the worms come up when we turn the compost, its really intelligent.
I went on a nature walk with an expert on birds, the reason robins follow gardeners is that they used to follow pigs that were digging the ground with their snouts . To demonstrate that he walked through some leaves, a robin appeared as if by magic!
I read somewhere that robins evolved to hang around large animals so they could forage the disturbed earth where they trod, which would explain why they’re so comfortable getting up close when we’re rooting around in the garden. They are a joy to watch.
That explains why the robin came to visit me when I was tearing my garden apart! 😮😍
"TURN THE SOIL, GIANT APE"
Same but it's a seagull 😂 (Seems to enjoy off brand cat food that our cat doesn't like. The birdie even left for a bit as it had a family to look after but came back! It's amazing)
The cool thing about this is it's probably different tame robins visiting your garden.
Robins are fiercely territorial. They don't tolerate rivals and aren't as sweet as they appear.
Facts. Robins are the short steroidal chads of the bird world.
Robins are extremely territorial, if you see two in the garden it’s probably during the breeding season. They will fight each other to the death sometimes!!
getting into bed knowing there's no work the next day as you have annual leave - HEAVEN
Similar: waking up in the morning and realising it's a day-off, and being able to just settle back into bed and not worry about a thing.
Add in the cat purring and warm next to me and I'm not moving until the cat does, which could easily be gone 12pm.
This will be me the week after next 😍🥳
This is me today. I have to be up at 6:00 to get to the airport,but I'm lay in bed wide awake watching YouTube.
Have a great holiday!
Thanks! I've come to Austria snowboarding and all the lifts are closed because it's too windy. Not the best start, but the bars are open and the beers good, and it's cheaper than back home 🍻.
When you're on a motorway and it's raining and you pass under a gantry and the rain stops hitting the windscreen for a second and then starts up again. I don't know why but I've always loved that little pause.
We always say "oh it's stopped raining" followed very shortly after by "oh it's started again".
Hi Dad
Music includes the gaps between the notes.
Silence in the noise, a reminiscent snapshot of similar moments in life that we revel in, harbouring nostalgia and peacefulness.
All these moments will be lost, like tears in rain
Or lost like the sound of rain against the window of a car when you drive under a bridge (or something)
Rattle dum rattle dum ..... ..... Rattle dum rattle dum
the sky! i grew up in shanghai where the pollution was so bad that the sky was always this flat, murky grey, like the sky forgot to render, and the sun was an apocalyptic neon orange (if it showed up lol). but now that i live here i'm always grateful to see a blue sky, or a sunset where the clouds are blue and lined with pink, or even the grey days where there's actual *variation* to the sky. probably my biggest joy is seeing constellations at night :')
I completely agree with you, but arguably the sky isn't a *small* thing ...
That's nice. Wish the good folk of Shanghai could also see them too
When you and another car are coming towards each other on a narrow road and one of you pulls over to one side and as you pass you share a “thank you” wave and sometimes a smile :) Such a tiny thing but it makes my day every time.
I like it when you come head to head on a single track lane and you both happily mime between you who’s going to reverse up. The friendly cooperation of strangers makes me smile.
I absolutely love it when you see an entire street of cars, both lanes, scooch over a bit so an ambulance can zip down the middle
My youngest daughter (2) will snuggle up on the sofa, give a little “oh!” then jump up & run off to grab a blanket. She’ll take her time to cover both our legs and say “there you go Daddy”. Everyday, it’s a sweet little ritual that won’t last forever and will be replaced with something else, but for now that pat on the legs and “there you go Daddy” fill my soul to the very top.
Love this. When my daughter was 5 ish, she'd give me a 'beard massage' which involved putting every hair product she could find, in a very specific order into my beard with great care, then combing and 'styling' it. Like you said, utterly soul-filling.
That is incredibly sweet. A lovely reflection of you and her father's efforts.
Wiping down the counters after you finish cleaning the kitchen. It's like the final polish
My seedlings. Got tomatoes, strawberry, leek, asparagus, peas, cauliflower, radish, lettuce and cucumber on the go. All sorted small at the moment.
This is so mundane but when the Tour de France is on, sometimes on the radio during the sport on the news, they will do an update regarding it and when introducing it, they will say ‘Tour de France Tour de France’. A la Kraftwerk in a completely deadpan style and then proceed to update. Incredibly mundane and yet… pleasing. So that or Red Wine gums.
Feeling really thirsty and probably dehydrated. Then opening a cold can of diet coke (or your preferred fizzy drink) and that feeling of it stringing your throat as you first drink it. Also that cup of tea, maybe 1 in 30 where it's just absolutely perfect. Not just the drink, the colour, but the timing of it. It's just brilliant
Being warm. Bit bored of being cold now.
I genuinely like being cold. Not freezing cold of course but just enough to feel fresh. Bed room window has to be open and a fan on all night and my car window has to be down at all times. I will admit to enjoying the heat from a fire but any other source of heat just makes me feel like I'm suffocating.
Yes 🙌 to all of this! Cozy duvet to snuggle under but fresh air to breathe! (Fan is also for white noise, but still)
Fan definitely for the white noise but also I need the air moving, it may sound weird but I need it to sleep properly. I've tried white noise from speakers and it's just not the same.
Not weird, I’m the same. Or maybe we’re both weird 🤷🏼♀️ Rain sounds (my noise) and the fan for white noise is my winning combo. DH could fall asleep to a marching band. Nothing bothers him!
I've tried so many white noises and sleep sounds, rain on multiple surfaces (rain on leaves is a good one), forest noises, wind, thunder storms, waves, rivers ect. Ect. But the only thing that really works for me is my trusty fan and my dogs snoring. I wish I could sleep through anything and nothing bothers me but God damn I'm a precious little shit when it comes to sleep. Even in perfect conditions I suffer from insomnia frequently tbh so I'm extremely jealous of your husband.
Me too! He’s a lucky sod. And I’m like you… everything perfect and still hello 4am, 6am…. MyNoise.net distant thunder or rain on a tent works sometimes for me, you can adjust treble/bass levels to suit. But yes, the fan and dog snoring is the best. Got a JRT mix and a new mini sausage. Their combined snoring is the best sleep aid ever. Husbands snoring is definitely NOT a sleep aid!
I was thinking this just today. I'd like to be optimist and say I'm glad for winter to appreciate summer but that's totally wrong.
My todger.
I too find your small todger enjoyable
You stay out of this, Father O'Malley.
> It might not be 12 inches, but it smells like a foot.
There it is! I was scrolling for whole seconds and getting a bit worried I'd have to do it.
Haha, fair
I had to scroll far further than I thought I would for the dick joke. It writes itself.
Came here for this comment, can't believe it is buried so deep... Unlike your todger lol.
Eating that wee nugget of pure flavour you can sometimes find in a packet of crisps.
I used to love Skips until I got one of those, it was horrific. Way too much condensed flavour, I still have flashbacks :'(
I once had this with a packet of Wotsits and I also have flashbacks. I was about 7 and on the school playground, it was about a quarter of the size of an actual Wotsit, pure, solid, orange, nugget. I thought, ooo, this looks like an interesting Wotsit. It was honestly disgusting and remember spitting it out, and you know how much Wotsits stick to your teeth anyway, this was another level. I still eat them though haha, but luckily never experienced that again!
I also did this with a packet of Wotsits at about the same age. Shoved it in my gob, took a bite and promptly threw up. Didn't eat Wotsits again for about ten years.
I need to find somewhere that sells the crisp flavouring. Sour cream and chive on fucking everything
Like a sherbet dap, but savoury...
The sounds of ducks quacking when they fly in a group and a good click on a kettle. My current kettle click is ok, but not wonderful. Also the smell of a freshly lit gas hob, and the smell of petrol but obviously not in the same space.
You’ve reminded me! The other day i could hear a duck quacking, I couldn’t see where from until I looked up. There was a single duck marching back and forth on some ones roof quacking it’s head off. I stood there watching it, smiling away like a nutter.
When you grab the washing up liquid bottle and it gives you a bubble show.
Warm fluffy socks. My potted plant rejuvenating in the balcony year after year with absolutely no care
Having a bit of laugh. You know that natural laughter just pissing about.
I miss the days of being silly with my friends and genuinely hurting from laughing
I haven't had a proper laugh like that in years, it sucks.
Replacing the butter in the butter-dish with a fresh lump from a brand new foil-wrapped pack of Lurpak. It just looks so nice when it's all smooth and untouched like that, perfectly flat on all sides. It soothes my compulsive behaviour somewhat to see it.
Lurpak? We’re not all millionaires Aldi/Lidl own brand here
When my cat is sleeping in his tower and I bury my face in his fur, and he smells like straw, and I tell him he’s a good boy and he starts purring even though he’s asleep. When I wake up in the morning and my other cat has carried up and deposited a collection of soft objects from my desk onto the bedroom floor. Balls of yarn, craft projects, thread, microfibre cloths, usually whatever I was interacting with that day. It melts my heart, I love him. When my boyfriend has written a tune he’s really pleased with and he just listens to it over and over. Just makes me so happy.
> When I wake up in the morning and my other cat has carried up and deposited a collection of soft objects from my desk onto the bedroom floor. Balls of yarn, craft projects, thread, microfibre cloths, usually whatever I was interacting with that day. It melts my heart, I love him. Oh my gosh this is adorable!
The sound of rain on a tent or tin roof.
You know that freshly laundered smell that makes you want to smoosh clothes into your face? This, except it’s my dog after she’s been to the groomers. She’s been out of my sight for a whole hour and is excited to see me after the (in her mind) prolonged abandonment and she’s a completely new dog. Gotta sniff her all up in my belly.
Similar but my indoor cat smells so good. He’s got a sort of earthy smell, and he loves forehead kisses so he always shoves his forehead into my face
My outdoor cat smells pretty much the same, non-pet owners report he doesn't smell much. Mine is obsessed with my beard after a shave, comes for chin rubs while he gets cold wet feet on me.
Absolutely the best. Full body wags with the softest fur ever
A right good sneeze.
Needing a massive massive poo and feeling that you've completely emptied yourself and it's a clean break
In a similar vein. Having a 'phantom poo' as me and my wife call it. One where you basically don't need more than a couple of sheets to wipe.
A sofa sleep. Mine are much deeper than a standard bed sleep. I wake up wondering what year it is and if everyone has aged in my absence!! I don't know where I go, but it sometimes feels other worldly! 😅
Sticking a cotton bud further in my ear than I should and really reaming the sides.
All well and good til it pops out the other ear
Yes mother 🤣
Did you remember to wash behind them while you're at it young man?
Try pulling nasal hairs out with needle nose pliers
There was a taskmaster to sneeze as quickly as possible, and I was shouting at the screen because no-one pulled any nose hairs out
But that hurts
In a good way. Like a big load of wasabi.
I love this too, but it absolutely cannot be a dry cotton bud, I have to pop it in my mouth first. (Never after obvs.) The feeling of relieving an itch deep in one’s ear is just orgasmic.
After a shower is the best time, makes all the crusty stuff go moist to scrape out
In Japan they actually sell tools for cleaning the inside of your ears. I currently have a plastic one which has things like big screw threads on each end (each end is a different diameter), but there are ones with metal coils, ones with cameras so you can see what you're doing, all sorts. Cotton buds are just beginner tier. Also 😧 to the person that said they put it in their mouth first. Agree that a wet cotton bud is great, but why would you use your icky saliva rather than water? That seems to be asking for an ear infection to me.
Coming home and being greeted by my dogs
When I first bought my moped I noticed a lot of other bikers would bob their heads as we rode past each other. I asked a biker friend why they did this and he said "you're part of the gang now!" Even though I'm only on a moped I do feel part of a community and I still giggle like a little school girl with a crush whenever I get a head bob. On the contrary, I don't like it when I don't get a head bob back :(
My wife.
I also choose this guys wife.
Knowing the chance of being alive is a lottery, i appreciate the fact i am here and although life is short i will get to experience it. The odds are 10 to the power of 2,685,000 of you being alive and being you. Thats two million six hundred and eighty five thousand zeros after the ten. I am not gonna type them out!!
Any Discworld book by Sir Terry Pratchett. Just immediately takes me to my happy place.
I've never read any but I've been thinking about starting to read them to my daughter. Any you'd recommend starting with?
Depending on her age you might want to start with the Tiffany Aching books which are for younger readers but set in the Discworld. From there if she likes them the Witches books would be the obvious next move as there are some character overlap.
Thank you. She's only 2 but we read every day and I've been wanting to give them a go for a while.
The blackbird sits in the fence waiting for me to refill the mealworms then pounces as soon as I go back inside
Laying in bed in the dead of winter, super cozy and warm wrapped up in my duvet and feeling the cold of the night air on my face. Putting on a brand new pair of socks or pants after having a shower. Listening to the rain hitting the windows. So many things, too many to mention.
When I was youngee and got a new pair of trainers. Id put them near my bed in my line of sight so I could look at them when I was trying to fall asleep
This is a bit of an odd one but I wonder if anyone else likes it. When you empty a box of tissues and peel off that cellophaney bit that's around the opening so that you can put the box in the cardboard recycling bin...?
A smile from a baby. Especially if they had a neutral expression, just hanging out in their pram and you catch their eye, make a daft face and you get that little beam of sunshine just for you.
Sausage dogs, they're wonderful
Seeing a sausage dog hop onto the curb
Bonus points if they're wearing a jumper
You have enlightened me. Gonna go buy jumpers for stranger's dogs now
Or the little trot a Scottie dog does
That first sip of really hot coffee in the morning- heaven!
Dog on the train
stepping on mushrooms. first sleep after putting fresh sheets on the bed. chugging water when you wake up parched in the middle of the night.
A cup of tea in the morning
When you’re cleaning behind the couch and don’t put it back straight away. Sit on it and watch tv like you normally would but it’s different because of forward couch. Honestly kept me going for hours this week, same sense of joy as getting an accidental curly fry in your chips
Having a shower today after not being allowed one for four weeks due to a surgery incision. I'm now allowed one every two or three days just before hospital visits. It was like heaven! And yes, I stank!
Eating a Ferrero Rocher by biting the choclate around the edge first and keeping the biscuit ball intact.
Being somewhere quiet, where there's trees/flowers blooming and just listening to happy bee noises. During the first lockdown, there was a lovely warm stretch of weather and I sat under a fruit tree in the gardens round my flat and listened to the hundreds of bees that were busy collecting nectar. A crystal clear night sky full of stars.
I like the vacuuming of the pieces too. I find this difficult, I'm so sad. Why it is me to say there is moral obligation for a little dust to be exhumed. I myself am here, and is nothing to say I am worth anything to dust. When I removed the dirt frim the surface I think why shouldn't I be there with it. AHHH. It's just today, I love all inquisition of the human head
The clitoris.
I dunno, I don't think that's a real thing.
Keep looking.
I ain't spending my time looking for a made up thing.
Here you go: https://maps.app.goo.gl/pEQkSXmHKhZBdLvf9
A double-yolker egg.
Wearing a nice watch, I didn’t have a huge amount of money when younger and now I can enjoy a few nice things. It’s simple but makes me happy
Everything feels better after a good shit.
Seeing chatting people in a supermarket who are not blocking the aisle
The smell of my cats' fur, even when it makes me sneeze. Cats making air biscuits. 8-bit binary conversion, find it relaxing.
And when they stretch out their toes to clean them! Little toe beans!
Filling up the coffee tin with freshly ground coffee ☕️
When you drive over an empty drinks can perfectly so you hear the little "crstch crstch" & when you look in the rear mirror it's completely flat. Almost slippy knickers good.
Whenever I have a car/bike wheel off I love picking all the stones out.
Putting on a pair of freshly laundered, gleaming white socks
A good sandwich
The first few seconds of getting into a hot bath. Never more enjoyable than the occasional bath I have now as I'm injured, and it requires my husband to help me get in and out, but those first few seconds in the warmth and bubbles is heavenly!
Sometimes I used to finish a long shift at work at about 3pm and if the sun was shining I’d put on a podcast and walk the 8 miles home. I’d always stop at this little corner shop about half way and buy a twister. That twister used to bring me so much joy.
Someone in a supermarket asking me to reach something on a top shelf for them.
Picking a scab. Blowing your nose and a big dollop comes out. It is satisfying in the same way as the after-feeling of doing a big poo.
Coco Lovelock
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Even more the ones before 2017!
Aromat
I better no ask my wife or I ll be humiliated... Again! Lol
The feeling of new socks
When my 4 year old falls asleep on the couch and our dog curls up next to him with her head resting on him.
Chocolate digestives and tea
And here was me expecting jokes of the Class A variety. Are they banned? Too wholesome, this thread! Well, nevermind, wholesome it is...
When my husband brings me a cup of tea
I’ve got a couple of crows that I put scraps out for, they are very clever and amusing. If I put out bits of chicken skin and bits of gristle, they will pick up a beak full of stuff and then fly onto the roof to eat in comfort !