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“Not even a pot to piss in”

I’ll never look at a certain shape of pot again without thinking of urine. Made of plain clay, it’s taller than you’d imagine a ‘piss-pot’ would be – and narrower round the neck than at its widest point. It stood … Continue reading

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Beheaded for flirting? LOL!

One of the things foreigners living in England always struggle with is identifying the social trip wires. How do you hold your fork? Is it a napkin or a serviette? Do you need to go to the toilet, lavatory or … Continue reading

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