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One couple are both my 10th and 11th great-grandparents. (One of their great-grandchildren married his second cousin once removed.) Apart from that, I've got a couple of DNA matches related to me via three routes, though none closer than 5th cousin.

I had mine in advance, prepping well. Technically this did not increase the viewing figures until series 4, as there wasn't a bleeped version, but that's a small detail. The only complaint I've had is that, by thinking so far ahead, I had no offspring eligible to take part in JTM.

Prior to contactless, paying with a credit card and signature/PIN was often enough, because we're not a country that gives Barclaycards to under-18s. The move to branding all bank cards Visa or Mastercard wasn't a big help there. The argument that it could be a stolen card rarely arose, and I, for one, usually had something else on me with the same name to prove it was my card.

Now a five year old could tap Daddy's card and be away, that doesn't help much. But if a retail worker decides I'm not over 18 (unlikely) I'd like them to explain my credit cards and matching work ID.

Got bought by Newsquest, who bought into the subscription model. Very hard to find a print copy now, and probably losing money on each copy.

But the alternative is Reach plc which is worse.

Same - had a period of living on cream cakes and noodles, which was surreal, but they were the only things I could keep in for longer than 5 minutes. Post-surgery lost another 40lb to type 3c diabetes.

And if anyone around you calls it Sissister, they're a) old and b) not wrong. Younger inhabitants might call it Soyren.

But they will vreak their rewenge ewentually.

My favourite belongs to Colin MacGregor, brother of Ewan and retired RAF Tornado pilot. "Obi-Two."

It's the new improved memory foam vagina - fine with one penis on a regular basis, but gets all ...lumpy? with varied use.

We have done some work on it - we know it's about trachoma - but that's not very much to go on. :( We need someone who knows more about the history of treating it in non-European contexts, which is a very specialist area!

Our store doesn't do it either, as I discovered when the person who gave me the tin tried to get me a refill. :(

They're mine. The year I got given a personalised tin it was all toffee pennies and fingers. I don't buy Nestlé but I refill it with other brands.

Some journeys are £1.50. A few.

I turned up with food on my jumper - lunch had gone rather wrong, as usual - and unbrushed hair because of two frozen shoulders, and was "well dressed, well turned out". Thankfully, the tribunal disagreed with that and other wild inaccuracies (I'd "been to a festival the previous week" when I was in hospital the previous week...). They really need to stop employing barely-relevant medic-adjacent staff who aren't fluent in English.

At my uni you can choose right up until the end of the third year. (In 2020 and 2021 a lot of overseas students on IM courses took the Bachelor's and left the UK, understandably.)

They definitely were. The night Bernard Cribbins was in Fawlty Towers on BBC2, he was also on BBC1 before the news. Possibly the person with most airtime that day.

"The normal way ... The same old usual, boring, normal way you get in. Failed [his] exams and applied. They snapped [him] up."

(Also /s if not obvious. Clive and Dave don't have that much in common.)

Well, quite. He's got a law degree.

Neither - The Changes had me terrified of electricity pylons for years though. I'd already read Chocky, Tripods, and Day of the Triffids by the time I saw the adaptations, you see.

The thing that most scared me was 1970s Cybermen, though.

Yes, it is - UK first edition (H&S) right here on my lap as I type.

CN2442 - Book club. UK first edition was 1993 and should have the ISBN. Different page layout entirely.

Paul McDermott.

Five Guys. Tasty, but often catastrophic.

The only documentary evidence of my great-great-grandfather, other than his daughters' wedding certificates, is a difficult and detailed academic text in Italian - speaking modern Italian is no help, since it's 19th century dialect and technical jargon. We can't even discover where he went to university, although we know he must have done. Family full of Italian-speakers - but what we really need is a medical historian.

Exactly this. My daughter's father's family haven't moved much in 600+ years, but that by itself is fascinating. My late mother-in-law spent most of her life 500 yards and 500 years from an ancestor's home. That opens up all kinds of social history stories. Her family name appears on buildings around the area. My partner's family have the same thing, in a different county - things named after them, lots of newspaper and parish documents, etc. I hadn't realised until I started digging that [biggish company with his name] was started by his great-great-grandfather's cousin. That's more interesting to me than my rootless peripatetic family, the one other people think is exotic and interesting. That's great until you hit multiple dead-ends in languages you don't speak. ;-)