Bizarre habits
Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic tells us: "Until I pointed it out, my other half use to hang out the washing making sure that both pegs were the same colour. Now she goes out of her way to make sure they never match." Tell us about bizarre rituals, habits and OCD-like behaviour.
( , Thu 1 Jul 2010, 12:33)
Sandettie Light Vessel Automatic tells us: "Until I pointed it out, my other half use to hang out the washing making sure that both pegs were the same colour. Now she goes out of her way to make sure they never match." Tell us about bizarre rituals, habits and OCD-like behaviour.
( , Thu 1 Jul 2010, 12:33)
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I'm not sure this counts, Winged beasts
I don't like things flying about me. Big houseflies, craneflies, anything with a sting and black and yellow stripes. Wasps are fucking evil bastards. Anything that buzzes truth be told. The buzzing noise gets in my head and even when the insect has pissed off again, I can still hear it.
If a bee is nearby, I don't go into a quivering screaming wreck like Mrs SLVA, flailing her arms and running away. But all the same, I'm not comfortable. I was stung once when I was 16. I was cycling along on a hot day and one flew into my mouth and stung the inside of my bottom lip before I spat it out. That fucking smarted I can tell you.
However, when I've been sitting in the garden over the last few days, a smallish bumble-bee keeps lands on the arm of the garden chair. At first I recoiled and stood up, but I've become used to it. It will land there and do what I assume is some sort of grooming process. Of course, it might not be the same bee each time, but I'm fairly certain it is. I've called it Wether (as in Wether-Bee).
Now, whenever I go sit in the garden, I'll get a bit of honey on my finger and dab it on the chair arm for it and it laps it up with its tiny bee-tongue. It is the most absurd thing. I want to get it to eat from the end of my finger but I still don't have the bollocks for that yet because if it flies up and about my head I'll get the heeby-jeebies all the same.
( , Wed 7 Jul 2010, 12:06, 8 replies)
I don't like things flying about me. Big houseflies, craneflies, anything with a sting and black and yellow stripes. Wasps are fucking evil bastards. Anything that buzzes truth be told. The buzzing noise gets in my head and even when the insect has pissed off again, I can still hear it.
If a bee is nearby, I don't go into a quivering screaming wreck like Mrs SLVA, flailing her arms and running away. But all the same, I'm not comfortable. I was stung once when I was 16. I was cycling along on a hot day and one flew into my mouth and stung the inside of my bottom lip before I spat it out. That fucking smarted I can tell you.
However, when I've been sitting in the garden over the last few days, a smallish bumble-bee keeps lands on the arm of the garden chair. At first I recoiled and stood up, but I've become used to it. It will land there and do what I assume is some sort of grooming process. Of course, it might not be the same bee each time, but I'm fairly certain it is. I've called it Wether (as in Wether-Bee).
Now, whenever I go sit in the garden, I'll get a bit of honey on my finger and dab it on the chair arm for it and it laps it up with its tiny bee-tongue. It is the most absurd thing. I want to get it to eat from the end of my finger but I still don't have the bollocks for that yet because if it flies up and about my head I'll get the heeby-jeebies all the same.
( , Wed 7 Jul 2010, 12:06, 8 replies)
Careful
once these urban bees get too tame they'll come in your windows and eat your face at night
( , Wed 7 Jul 2010, 13:20, closed)
once these urban bees get too tame they'll come in your windows and eat your face at night
( , Wed 7 Jul 2010, 13:20, closed)
You
are just a seething mass of neuroses and shite.
Sympathy click.
( , Wed 7 Jul 2010, 23:52, closed)
are just a seething mass of neuroses and shite.
Sympathy click.
( , Wed 7 Jul 2010, 23:52, closed)
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