Hemlock-In-Her-Hair

Is this wording that actually means a brothel, pub, or gambling establishment maybe?

That no Catholics shall ever own it. Fairly common in Ireland to see things like that. Built in 1875. The deeds are incredibly beautiful as a document with all the old font and everything. But they are absolutely a product of their time. Haven't seen the deeds in probably 20 years because they're in the bank, so no photos unfortunately.

If you're incredibly unwell and can't answer their questions or help them they'll do whatever they need to do. And if the stuff is proving problematic they'll cut it. Especially to put up a line.

You can actually be written up for stress leave as well as a standalone reason by the GP. Taking the odd circuit breaker day probably prevents worse physical illness or a total burnout. I'm self employed now and definitely take them. Harder in some ways, and burnout inducing carrying all the weight. But less stressful in that way in the longer run.

This is normal. And in all the sandwich fillers sold in shops too.

I've seen silverfish in multiple places all around Ireland. They love to live in bathrooms under vinyl. So they don't do as well in modern tiled floor bathrooms. They eat toilet paper and everything. I wouldn't worry about them. I know that they look like and I've seen them in lots of places but never ever in my current house. They're not everywhere at all. But when you have them - by F they are very difficult to deal with. They're ancient like how cockroaches can survive almost anything and don't care about what you throw at them. Last men standing. Easiest to move house. The way is to remove their stronghold like removing vinyl so they can't live under it. Their favourite is bathrooms.

Exactly my first response. If I'm doing anything I absolutely hate to be watched as well. I need them to just describe their issue, to please walk away, and leave me to it. And there is a lot less of that with family or friends. Constant observation, interruptions and questions, and losing my train of thought.

Happens quite a bit unfortunately. A guy I went to school with had an episode. He smashed a mug during it. He then tore into his Mum with the pieces of broken mug - killed her. I have someone with severe mental health issues in my family and it's always a worry. Happens far too often.

I have a garden - but once I couldn't use it for a few days. Having to bring the dog out in all weather conditions about 6 times a day put serious manners and respect on me for people living in apartments etc. Stepped in dog sh*t in the dark as well.

This is the type of thing that you need to tell the person as well if you're close to them. Otherwise it becomes 'a thing' and the person gifts it every year and then it's too late and increasingly awkward. And they're spending a fortune! Tricky! I'm terrible at it!

A lot of people said that! Especially about cities. And lots of people took up cycling when there were far less cars. I'd love to. But just far too scared of cars. I'd definitely try it if there were designated areas for bikes etc. but just not worth it now because it's too dangerous. And that's not me being pathologically anxious about it, I think it genuinely is too risky with the state of the roads around here and the cars. It's such a shame. People are very limited with horses on the roads too. I drive every day myself but I have lifelong awareness around horses. And careful around bikes to give space. I'm careful with motorbikes as well because a lot of my family members have motorbikes and you only get one chance on a motorbike or bike when you might easily make it in a car.

Yeah I collected fentanyl patches and everything. And top up bloody opiates for breakthrough pain even when on fentanyl. Loads of gabapentin and benzos. When I opened it I knew immediately it was end of life. I don't know how the person was even still alive themselves to be honest on that level of stuff. If a teenager or someone casually into opiates or opioids got their hands on it and thought they'd give it a go they would have been taken out. Insane because when I went to collect my Dad's stuff it was kept in a safe, and not just out on the shelf.

I once collected a bag of incredibly serious opiates and benzos. We're talking end of life level care medication. Didn't find it until I brought it back home and I had seen a similar level of stuff when I was looking after my Dad I knew exactly what it was. Street value would have been decent if I was that way inclined to sell it. Another time I was away on holidays but in the country and me and my Nana collected an 'antibiotic' for me from a pharmacy that didn't know me. Go back out to the car to give me some and opened the bag and it was the contraceptive pill. I was about 8 so it was definitely wrong. Happens all the time. In both cases I was sane and aware myself, or an adult was. But someone else might not be.

I think if you don't want those you wash them just normally under running water first, and then soak them in a water-vinegar solution and then come back to them after a while. I saw it once in a documentary about Kosher food because there's a dietary rules problem there about eating insects. They were soaking the berries in a bowl and the insects come off or out of the berries. If you go up to a raspberry plant in a garden you see them allover the berries. We used to just sweep them off as children and eat the berries.

A lot of people are naturally immune to the stomach flu/Winter vomiting bug as well. The virus needs to latch onto the membrane of the gut lining to invade the cells to reproduce. And it does that via mucins. Different people have different expression in terms of amounts of those mucins. If they have less or none of the ones it can bind to it can't bind.

Just to say it you're getting it done It hurts really badly with a gun. Not sure what age is seen as appropriate by proper piercers or when they would do it for her but if I could turn back time I would go with that. And whatever age they say at least until that age. The gun is awful. I got one side done and I ran away. Even though I really wanted them done and I understood, I was about 8 at the time. I was caught and physically pinned down for the second one. Then the backs grew into my ears during the healing process. It was grim. I got a second lobe piercing with a needle at a later point and the difference was night and day. Slid through like butter. Rather than the gun forcing through a blunt earring. There are balls of scar tissue surrounding the ones done with the gun because of the blunt force trauma of the gun. And they can't be properly sanitised. The piercers will make a huge deal of her as well and just be so delighted she's not being subjected to a gun. It was whatever it was in the past when we all got them done with the guns and no ill intent was there. But we know better now. If she goes swimming in summer I'd get them done during the winter.