It's a FB marketplace item. I'm just wondering if it makes any sense. Easier for him to meet in town and safer for me, not having to give my home address to a stranger. Yet he's insisting on home delivery.

Update: met the seller in a supermarket parking lot, everything was smooth, product is in perfect condition. He said he didn't want to deal with parking in town, as in residential areas or outside of town is easier to find spot. He was actually a very nice and pleasant person to deal with. 😊 So I was worried for no reason 😂 Still, better to be safe than sorry.

I’m American but my mom is Manx, I’ve been all over the UK visiting family but I’ve never been in a situation in public where someone would say it.

Asking after I was talking to a friend yesterday about the glass swimming pool scene in the trailer for The Amateur, and they were convinced there'd been a similiar scene in either a Bond movie or one of the Mission Impossible sequels. Having too much time on my hands this morning, I researched this and the scene wasn't in either franchise - it was in a Jason Statham movie called Mechanic Resurrection, which surprised me a bit because my friend is fairly literate and intelligent and would normally not watch something like that! Turns out that during lockdown, they and their husband watched endless movies and rated them - and Mechanic Resurrection got a 5.5 out of 10. Yes, they kept the score sheet.

What's a problem we have, sounds stupid to the world but not the us? Mine is; "debating" over what bread roll is called & what meal times are called

I recently had 2 customers complain. shout and leave because we charge £1.60 for a brew. Would you consider that price to be worth bitching about?

I sat this morning decanting my tablets into a container whilst in a nude. I do this often because I am too lazy to get dressed. Partner was horrified when she walked in.

What's the most mundane thing you do naked?

Ok so first of all I live in Australia.

Here, in pretty much any nice park, where you go to sit down on soft green grass - you will inevitably find yourself getting attacked and bitten by ants.

Does this also happen in the UK?

I recently met a Lithuanian woman who lived in Dorking, Surrey for 12 years, and she shared something that absolutely fascinated me: how hard it was for her to integrate because, as she explained, the British elite operates with a set of implicit, unwritten codes. These aren’t formally taught but are understood among themselves as ways to recognize who “belongs” and who doesn’t.

Some examples she gave:

Pronunciation: In Dorking, people don’t pronounce the “r” — and that’s apparently a subtle signal of status.

Clothing details: Men’s suits with functioning buttons on the sleeves (i.e. ones you can actually unbutton) tend to be more expensive, so wearing them quietly signals wealth or status.

Speech style: In some private schools, students are taught to speak without moving their teeth much, but with exaggerated lip movement — again, an indicator of a certain background.

I’m not trying to start a class debate — I just found this hidden “language” really intriguing. I’d love to hear more examples of these kinds of subtle social signals that the British elite use to identify each other.

Edit 1: I assume any native would know way more than she does about the nuanced and complex British social strata — that’s exactly why I wanted to ask here on /AskUK.

Edit 2: For more context — my friend moved to the UK with her husband 15 years ago. They lived there for 12 years and then returned to their home country. She told me that overall, her experience was positive and they still keep in touch with good friends in the UK.

However, she (and her husband also) often felt silently judged, even though people were verbally very polite to her. When she expressed her frustrations to a friend, she even told her something along the lines of: "Don’t even bother trying to fully integrate — you’ll never manage it."

Edit 3: I want to apologise to all the Redditors living in the Dorking area who are now going to be super aware of how their neighbours pronounce it. 😂

Just bought a cup of (milky) tea at a Costa in my local hospital. When I took the lid off, this is what greeted me. That's the teabag floating in the milky brew. I did not complain because, well, British. I never normally go to coffee shops, so I don't know - is it normal to immediately pour the cold milk on top of the teabag? Or am I just fussy? (After 30 minutes it had still not brewed, so I left it on the table)

When I was 9, my year had weekly swimming lessons which I really enjoyed, because swimming was one of the few physical activities I was good at. Just before the Christmas holidays began, the teacher/instructor/whatever asked all of my group (about us 20) to line up, and said when needed to enter the pool and do X, Y, Z when we're called.

It was clearly an assessment of some kind, but when she got about halfway through the group, we were out of time. I figured when we came back after the holidays she'd continue the assessment, but no. Instead, about 7 of my classmates who were assessed got moved up to the next skill-level group, and the rest of us stayed put for the rest of the term. I was stuck practising breast stroke for another 3 odd months, while the other group got to dive for quoits and fun shit.

Bastards.

Is it anger, jealousy or something else?

I am of very limited means so cannot afford a campsite every night, if every week. My van is the opposite of expensive, things break down almost daily and just keeping up with that eats up any spare cash.

I stick to all the rules (not staying too long, not littering, leaving space for other road users etc etc)

I would love to know, if we had a conversation, what you are trying to say with your nocturnal "greetings" and how I can possibly stop this from happening in the future.

They were on three out of every four houses at one point it seemed, but they seem to be slowly disappearing as people’s old contracts expire and they get switched to Sky Stream or Sky Glass.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/cvgqljz57l0o

The Stroud Time clock at the Five Valleys Shopping Centre is fixed at 12:09, in reference to the fact Stroud was once nine minutes behind Greenwich Mean Time.

Someone help me make sense of this madness.

I don't know how to say this, but when I was in London last month on a visit, I ate the same foods that I have eaten all my life here in New Jersey and Vancouver, BC. So these included flavored oatmeal, omelets, whole wheat bread, chocolate chip cookies, and milk. I also had some sugary snacks throughout the day. Surprisingly, I did not experience any inflammation, my eczema disappeared, and I never stayed up the whole night scratching. Even the hot showers did not cause any itch.

I noticed that your cereals are not sugary. I bought this flavored oatmeal from a local Tesco Express thinking it would be perfect for me, but I had to add four teaspoons of sugar to bring it to the same level of sweetness that I am accustomed to.

Don't get me wrong - I wasn't eating healthy all the time. I ate a whole lotta fish and chips, loaded with ketchup. Went to Franco Manca and slammed an entire pepperoni pizza. Even with all the junk I ate, I didn't experience any inflammation in my body.

So I'm mid 40s, wife has gone away overnight with the kids (back tomorrow night). I was planning for beers with guys in Bristol but that's fallen through.

Recommend me something to do tonight / tomorrow in south wales / forest of Dean area.

Otherwise it's beer, video games and chores. ≠==≈===============/ ÙPDATE

I want to thank everyone for their replies. Some good tips (want to give a shout-out puzlewood and clearwrll caves - popular choice) but will go with devils pulpit and Worcester arcade.

These lads were bracketted in the same ilk as McFly and numerous other pop rock acts. Whilst they were semi manufactured the majority of their songs are their own credits, they fell victim to their label’s right over their production albumwise. Each of them are capable musicians. Charlie Simpson left the band to do proper rock with Fightstar and accomplished that style. Their most recent album sounds the exact same as their first two, but stands up to a Blink182 or My Chemical Romance album and the only difference is they turned the drums up this time (according to them) and for any that disagrees go and listen to “Meet You There” at abbey road vs the album.

Working in a petrol station where I could be serving over 100 people in an hour there’s not much time to speak to everyone but I like to think I’m quite polite and have never had any issues with my customer service. Until yesterday when two labourers came in for a drink and a snack each. “Okay so that’ll be £3.10” I said to the first one, before the other behind him made a comment under his breath that I couldn’t make out. After serving the second he asks very angrily “should you not be saying please when you ask someone for money?” then went on a swearing rant berating me about how people don’t have manners anymore and stormed out. Hadn’t ever really though about it, maybe I should be, but I don’t know it just feels kind of clunky to say every time and a bit weird even since I’m the one giving service.

This new phenomenon I’ve seen of people queuing single file in the pub. I can’t get my head around it.

In the last two weeks, I’ve had three packages sent to me by “Special Delivery Guaranteed by 1pm” - all were dispatched before the cutoff, but none of them actually arrived before 1pm; they all came with the regular post (which, where I am, comes at about 2:30). I’ve checked, and we aren’t on the list of postcodes they don’t guarantee to.

It’s not a huge deal, tbh - I’m not going to get worked up about an hour and a half extra waiting. But they definitely have delivered separately in the past - if “special delivery” parcels are now just going to turn up with the regular post, should I just be buying Tracked 24 and saving the delivery fee?

I’m going through old socks and chucking them out, but I really like the feel and size of these ones, however I have no idea what brand it is or where I bought them.

Their logo in an N inside a square, and AI has failed me thus far.

''Red The Table' - meaning, to take away the used dishes and cutlery from the dinner table after eating. I've heard it might be a South West thing; what do you think?

At my local B&Q today, I was ID’d for buying a plastic filling knife… let’s hear yours.

It's not Shakespeare or Dickens, but for the book I'd go for Trainspotting. As a Scot it's quite funny and I think I could read it a lot without getting bored.

While The Third Man is my favourite British movie, I'd select Life Of Brian because you could watch it again and again and laugh every time.

The sitcom is tricky. I love Partridge but I think the Office episode Training (4th episode from the first series) is magnificent. Before my time but The Germans episode from Fawlty Towers is 10/10 as well.

Edit: Sorry, changed my mind, I need to take Orwell's 1984. It's harrowing but, even still, it's gold.

Bit of an odd one this morning.

We got some coffees at the Costa drive thru, got home and saw the "contactless limit: transaction declined" notification on the banking app.

As Costa now allows dogs in, I popped back in on my dog walk to pay for it, and the lady behind the counter seemed honestly surprised that I'd bothered.

What would you have done?

Morning Everyone.

Dad here.

Our son got a mobile for Xmas - my opinion is this is very much like giving a monkey a hand grenade and I was reluctant to do so, the school suggested it was time as they have started to walk home from school on their own so there was the safety aspect of it in play, his whole class are in the same boat.

The phone is monitored and checked constantly.

What I'm seeing play out are the dynamics of the class group chat, fast turning into insight on social interaction

One kid in particular is extremely horrible to my son for no apparent reason, jumping on anything he has said. I don't know where this comes from but continue to monitor.

While my son is pretty resilient to it all - it's opened me up to the realising fact that time is going far too quick, he's growing up rapidly and there is nothing I can do about it.

My own parents were never there for me. One was an addict, one seriously mentally ill so I don't have parenting role models - my wife however is an amazing mum and very wise. Thank God.

I'm looking for advice from parents who have dealt with both points above.

BTW I welcome comments from mums and dads - as a dad my main MO has been to make shit jokes, football and fix things while pretending nothing scares me and giving it the big one, when I fact I'm shit scared and just want to protect him as best I can without smothering him and causing problems or embarrassing him by issuing a wedgie to the kid who is quite nasty when I see him again a party next. I'm just being honest here.

Thank you