The nicest thing someone's ever done for meIn amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
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chthonic, Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
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I thinkthat's what she has in mind for my next visit- to take me into Scotland.
As a child I read "Kidnapped" and was fascinated with what I read. The book had wonderful paintings in it as well- and I found myself wishing I could see it for myself.
Having seen the Lake District, my appetite for it is even keener than before.
(I will, however, draw the line at eating black sausage, blood pudding or tongues.)
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 2 Oct 2008, 18:07,
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Black Pudding mmmmmmI've been a vegi for a number of years now and the only thing that could really tempt me back to meat would be fried black pudding.
Oh and don't forget Loon, she arranged for some homemade biscuits for you ;-)
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Mrs Entity is in hiding., Thu 2 Oct 2008, 18:16,
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Yes, she did!And they were fantastic!
(Hint to the others out there: order some from Mrs Bin. You'll be glad you did.)
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 2 Oct 2008, 18:48,
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*claps*yay - TRL coming to Scotland.
*gets all excited*
RLS was born right here in Edinburgh. I can take you to see his house.
Black sausage? No such thing
Blood pudding? No such thing (Black pudding maybe?)
Tongue - you're quite right, mate. Never taste anything that's tasting you back!
We'll stick to Oatcakes, Tunnocks Caramel Wafers, and real beer. Smooth, velvety beer. Chilled, of course.
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What I meant wasthat anything made from blood is something I'd rather pass by. I don't know the names of the various things, but the thought of eating what is in essence a seasoned blood clot creeps me right the fuck out.
It will be at least six months before I can get there, so at least we have time to plan it...
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The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 2 Oct 2008, 18:50,
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It's luvverlyI used to work with someone who loved black pudding until he found out what it was, after which he wouldn't touch it. Seems strange to me.
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The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 3 Oct 2008, 7:10,
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Blood clotsCome now - surely you've chewed your way through a loose scab or two before now? Yum...
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