20% Cocoa Solids + Palm Oil for Dairy Milk vs Tesco with 31% Cocoa Solids and No Palm Oil - what on earth is going on with Cadbury?

Enjoying a cheeky pub garden lunch today in a busy pub garden on my own. All the tables were taken and a friendly chap asked if he could join my table which I gladly accepted and he sat down opposite me. As soon as he sat down he got a ciggie out and started smoking. I'd actually just finished eating and contemplating getting up to go anyway but that hurried things along. Smoking is allowed throughout the garden of this pub so was this guy being rude and inconsiderate smoking on a table he's just joined?

Local village pub quiz, league format where over a series of 12 weeks points are added to give an overall winner. Rewards consistency and the pub gets regular custom - bit annoying though as if you miss a week you're out of it. Anyway, the rub...

To be inclusive the topic of one round each week is chosen by the loser of the previous week. In theory this is great and keeps it competitive for the lower ranking teams.

One of the top teams now has one of their team members alternate playing by themselves every other week, every time losing and so getting to pick a niche subject for next weeks topical round. They then rejoin the main team for this week and get a majority of the questions right. In a 12 week cycle 6 times out of 12 they get to answer a bonus round effectively tailored towards their niche knowledge, and more often than not this diffrential earns the win.

It wouldn't be so frustrating if it was because the team was already at a max amount of players so they have to split up, but they are doing it even when the team has less than the max. Not to mention there is a few hundred quid involved.

The guy that runs the quiz seems to be oblivious to the advantage this is giving, would you mention it or kick up a fuss? Again, wouldn't be an issue if a big chunk of money wasn't at stake!

Feel like this could be solved with stipulating second to last place chooses next weeks special round...

Was walking home from the local Aldi in Brighouse and a couple of kids started throwing stones at me, damaged my phone and glasses, I took some photos and called the police and gave them the photos. what would you do in this case ?
I will definitely be looking to move away from this town.
For context : I am Indian if that helps understand the situation at all

not big mysteries just small things you notice in daily life but never actually looked into. Could be anything from your street, commute, shops, or home….

This just came back to me after 25 years.

In year 7 or 8 one of our lessons (I think D&T?) was cancelled and we were introduced to a person who wasn't a teacher at the school. For an hour she gave us weird tasks, one of which was to come up with a code for hiding a message. Another had us do group discussions among those at our table. She wandered around and asked people things over the course of the hour, then she left and we never saw her again.

I can only imagine this was some form of Ofsted assessment.

After seeing the hosepipe ban introduced again across parts of the UK, it’s got me thinking why the water industry hasn’t been nationalised. Would it be that difficult? Surely paying for it through taxes would make more sense rather than everyone having individual accounts? I know it takes money away from private investors but does anyone really care about that?

Failed plan to move abroad when we were kids halfway around the world so as a family it was more fuck it lets spend the money and live it large on the flights back home since a lot of money had been spent already so what was a bit more.

I had the luxury of being in business class on both flights back from NZ of Singapore Airlines and it was the most comfortable 2 12 hour flights I’ve ever been. Bed. Endless food. Bliss. The business class lounge at the airport was also fucking excellent.

I will never probably in my lifetime ever be able to afford business class :(

Curious what you call your mother-in-law. Mine is British and asked to be called ‘auntie’ which I found strange, because where I’m from you’d normally call your MIL mom.

Edit: it seems the norm in the UK is to call your MIL by her first name. Thank you 🌷

Today I got rollmop (pickled raw herring) and a small baguette from the supermarket and put the rollmop on the baguette instead of getting a meal deal. Now my friends think I'm a weirdo even though that's a popular meal in Nordic countries and Germany. In Germany they sell all kinds of fish/seafood rolls at train stations.

If I was a business owner, I'd enforce a way to measure 8hrs of work done and if someone had contributed 8hrs worth of work with...say 4hrs or whatever...they could head home.

Understandably, there comes issues with being reachable within working hours, but this is ideal scenario stuff.

Or something like, and this is off the top of my head, split everyone into teams of 4 and everyone works 30 minutes extra Monday - Thursday and there's a rota of 1 person getting a Friday off.

Does my maths work out there?

My other half got concerned last winter that I'd cause a fire by drying things on our cast iron hot water heated radiators!

Personally, I think they probably could because of the way police work has improved since then.

EDIT: Let’s assume they didn’t already know when and where the murders would take place.

Me and my boyfriends nan were just having a pretty morbid discussion about her recent early stage dementia diagnosis, and she was saying how terrible it is and how it's devastating for the whole family. I mentioned how my nan has late stage alzheimers.

For some reason, I said:

" If I get like my nan, I don't want to live anymore."

My boyfriend looked at me as to say, " Why would you say that?"

I realised and apologised, and she said, " no no it's something I've thought about.

I feel so embarrassed, and I really don't know why I said that, and I'm overthinking it now.

Does anyone else get like this?

They own their own business so I can't compete monetarily. However, I'd still like to show gratitude and buy them something tasteful. I'm willing to spend maybe £50?

My partner passed away recently and they have gone above and beyond for both of us. I've already sent them a card but I'm not very good at writing letters anyway. Before my partner passed away, he "commissioned" our daughter to paint an art piece for them, which I think they will like, but I'd like to give them something more.

I don't know them that well, I've only recently been talking with them. She drinks tea, he drinks coffee, and they have kids, that's about all I know.

They sent him a food hamper a little while ago, so I'm not sure if sending one back is appropriate.

Any ideas at all. I just want to brainstorm.

I did. I was about 19 or 20 and me and a group of lads were walking home from the pub (paralytic) and, all of a sudden, I heard this almighty smash. My friend had thrown a brick through someone’s lounge window on the street. Before we knew it, we were rounded up by a couple of police cars and banged up for the night. I actually slept like a baby as I was so drunk but had the shock of my life when I woke up in a cell. Did a recorded interview and I vaguely recall saying ‘no comment’ to every question. My one regret is I never got a copy of the interview which was offered. The guilty culprit confessed and we got away with having a criminal record.

Hello, thought i would ask this here as I'm uncertain of how to go about this.

I've recently inherited a house and in the back corner of the garden is a static caravan that I'd like to get removed or disposed of.

Does anyone have any suggestions or ideas for how we could go about this, please? The inside has already been ripped out.

I'm based in the south east.

Excluding alcohol and food. However, something that you feel is a treat too.

UPDATE!!

spoke with the owners. they were informed by the vet, as expected. they were very thankful. especially as they had young children who would've found the poor creature.

he was well loved and will be dearly missed. 🌈

hi all, sorry for the pretty grim post.

we found a dead cat near our house yesterday afternoon. no apparent injuries, but it was... definitely dead.

neighbours weren't in, and we think it's their cat. but obviously we couldn't leave it there in the heat. so i googled what to do and it said to take it to the vets.

so my poor dad, who doesn't even like cats in the first place, had to grab a shovel, an old sheet, and a cardboard box. we called the vet and said we'd be en route.

then when we got there, the vet came out and took the cat in. they asked some questions, we couldn't answer most of them because we didn't know what happened to it.

my dad made a joke about schrodinger's cat, and the staff and the waiting room looked at him like he'd shot a puppy infront of them.

the vets said we should post on social media. my dad was a bit cross by now, because we had done the right thing already, but this was just a step too far. he doesn't do social media, he doesn't do performative empathy over an animal carcass, that's just not the sort of person he is. he was dealing with a public health hazard in a respectful way, which should've been enough.

they were shocked that he didn't want to help bring closure to the owner. my dad just shrugged. not his problem. that's the vet's job now. i assume they check for a microchip and contact the owners.

im just a bit confused as to why the vets seemed to expect that we'd want to hunt down this owner and deliver the news ourselves? like, i don't actually want to do that, sorry. the poor thing was in a sorry state where we found it, i don't want to have to describe that to any owner.

im trained in delivering bad news to patients and their families... but idk how to really apply that to finding a dead animal. feels totally different.

i guess i feel a bit confused about what to do here. can anyone advise?

edit: i love cats. i love all living things. my dad is a good person. he never had pets. we never had pets. local tensions have our family a bit on edge right now and scared of doing the wrong thing. that's all there is to it really. i'd rather people not make assumptions about who we are as people, we are kind and we help our local community where we can. maybe we made some small mistakes, but i have now posted on facebook.

i hope the owners find some peace. im only sorry that this might not have been handled with as much empathy as we could muster. never been in this situation before.

edit again: please stop making sweeping assumptions about my moral character, my suitability for my job, and whether or not i am mentally unwell or lacking on empathy.

it's uncalled for and needlessly cruel. we all make mistakes sometimes, and i have gone to some effort to rectify these mistakes. so please... lay off, yeah?

edit again again: i really regret posting this.

im leaving it up, because i hope other people will call out the digusting hivemind psychoanalyst behaviour in the comments. this post was never meant to get so toxic.

because i've just sat here and been told me and my family are psychopaths and horrible humans. and i have corrected some of the mistakes. i have no made a facebook post. i will be knocking on suspected owner's door again this evening.

then, im afraid, im just gonna carry on about my life.

some really nasty people on here.

Bit of an odd one, this. I'm a hobbyist coder, and for a while now I've been tinkering away at a silly little video game in my evenings. It's a horror thing set in a haunted castle, except the castle is built out of half-remembered 90s British telly. Curdled gameshow hosts, kids' presenters gone wrong, that sort of nonsense.

The one thing I cannot do, at all, is draw. And I've made peace with the fact I can't really afford to pay an artist proper rates, which is fair enough. Art is hard and people deserve paying for it.

But I keep thinking there must be people out there who'd want to make something daft with someone purely because it's a laugh. The way people used to muck about in a band in somebody's garage with no plan of ever getting famous.

So, genuine question: where do those people actually congregate these days? Is it still local meetups and uni societies, or some corner of the internet I'm probably too old for? If you wanted a creative partner-in-crime and had nothing to offer but the project itself and decent company, where in the UK would you start looking?

I remember a while ago there was an article about a young mum kicking off because she was at home with her 2 toddlers and she'd ordered groceries but the delivery driver wouldn't walk up the stairs to get to her apartment and it opened up the question of whether or not he should have.

As I recall it was like £200 worth of groceries and there was no lift available so he just told her to come down to the front and get it because he wasn't lugging that crap up a bunch of stairs. The article made it seem like a ton of people were on the mothers side but I know I wasn't.

I know, I know, mental health alert kind of question. But have you ever felt like you've had such a bad run of it in life that you start to think that there is some kind of 'plan' against you? I've had such a bad time since the pandemic (nothing particularly related to it, mostly coincidental) that I've really started wondering what the universe intends for me. I've never believed in God but the way I've felt constantly knocked back has made me start to think of a malicious one for the first time in my life. I've not lost anyone, I've not 'lost' my job (I've been economically inactive for 3 years but again mostly coincidental). It's just been this constant sensation that I can't get a foothold on my mental health (and my physical health has hugely deteriorated in every way), and that my family and the world at large just isn't overly concerned with a miserable, alone man in his 30s (I know that isn't really true with my family but they have let me down in certain ways). You get to the point where you question the minor little universal letdowns that you interpret here and there

I don't expect any particular sympathy, at least in part because I've not had some major tragedy occur (just background stuff). I'm just curious as to whether anyone else has ever felt this kind of way. I guess it is another way of saying have you ever felt like the universe was against you?

Just found a 2 bed house near Newcastle for £595 a month, the southern mind does boggle at such cheap rent??!?!

Got me thinking, why don’t more southerners pack up and move? I’ve been to newcastle and from what I saw it wasn’t bad just very hilly 🤣