Right handed. My wallet is in my left pocket, since anything that I need to do with it will involve holding it with my left and doing the thing with my right.
Both my phones (home and work) are in my right, since I can carry out basic functions on them one handed.
Comments like that say far more about the person saying it than about the person being described most of the time, I’d say.
I’d need to know how good the describer is like in that area before I could make any assessment about the describee.
By that age, I was into my third long-term job (> 5 years) and had had upwards of 16 short term ones - multiple part time ones at once, or some just for a few weeks or a couple of months here and there between the long-term ones etc.
48 doesn’t seem that unlikely - nor even an indicator that they will not be staying put for any length of time unless your job is a shitty one with a high turnover anyway.
It’s my turn to cook tonight. I’m doing a shakshuka.
Fairly standard (for the UK, in the '70s): black trousers, blue or white shirt, dark blue blazer, school tie etc.
BUT, the blazer had the school emblem on, which was derived from the poultry trade that had been a major feature of the town’s prosperity at one time: we all had a large un-ironic turkey embroidered on our chests.
Without looking for sources - so I could be totally wrong - I believe that it did darken proportionately and that light meters would register that. However, human eyes are not light meters and adjust to the dimmer light without you knowing.
Does Ivor the Engine count as a cartoon? Animation, certainly, but I’m not sure about ‘cartoon’ as such.
Anyway, it is the 1975 version for me.
I don’t know whether it was you, but I have responded to this same question on Lemmy before.
Yes. We had a coal fire when I was growing up - in the 60s and 70s -, so it was an everyday thing during the winters.
The single biggest thing for me is having a range of knowledgeable and intelligent friends and spending time with them. It very soon puts things in perspective.
The “British Warm” was the intermediary as I understand it: a shorter greatcoat favoured by Britsh officers in WW1. The Trenchcoat itself was modeled to fit over, accompany or replace this.
The original type of coat that would have been worn when riding was the Great Coat - which did cover the whole body, down to the ankles (and included the front of the body much better than a cloak). Those would have been worn by military officers, particularly.
Those were fine for riding, but then if you were off your horse and end up in the newly developed trench warfare - starting from around the US civil war onwards - you ended up wading through mud which got caked to the coat. So then they started cutting the coats shorter and they became Trench Coats.
The actual reason that we don’t is pretty much because of the invention of sewing machines. Once sewing machines were widespread, making coats became sooo much cheaper than they had been. Coats need a lot of tightly made seams which took time and so made coats very expensive. With sewing machines, making these seams was vastly quicker and more reliable.
Coats win over cloaks in so many ways because you can do things with your arms without exposing them or your torso to the rain and cold: impossible with a cloak.
Capes were the short versions - and intended to cover the shoulder and back without seams that might let the rain in, but with the new machine made seams, they were not needed either.
The really big change was when it became affordable to outfit armies with coats instead of cloaks or capes. At that point all the caché and prestige that was associated with military rank disappeared from cloaks and capes and they were suddenly neither useful not fashionable.
Nowadays, of course, they are no longer what your unfashionable dad would have worn: they are quite old enough to have regained a certain style.
“customers weren’t willing to pay for the added cost of cleaner fossil fuels.” says CEO of company that made $36 billion in profits last year.
I’m in the UK - live in a rural location and work at several other rural locations. It is a 10 - 45 min drive depending on which one I am at. There is no suitable public transport to any of them - and since I sometimes have to head over to another for some incident or another, cycling - which would be possible to the closest one otherwise - would then prove difficult.
In my first job, I used to cycle 5 miles each way daily, and I was able to walk to one job for a while, but pretty much every other job has required me to commute by car/truck - mostly 20+ mins. One short-term job involved driving 1 hour 30 or more - but it was only ever going to be short-term.
There were 30 sheep involved in the original transaction.
The troll has 25.
His sons have 2.
The shepherds have the 3 that were returned.
To look at it the other way, the shepherd paid a net amount of 27 sheep. The troll has 25, his sons have the other 2.
You don’t add the 27 and the 2 - the 27 is the total of the 25 and the 2.
You can’t lose what you weren’t following in the first place.
This presupposes that I am paying any attention to them, rather than trying to block, skip or otherwise avoid them - which is what I am usually doing.
We used to have a coal fire when I was growing up, so routinely in the winters.
I don’t know whether it is ‘the best’ but one that I find springs to mind quite often is a moment with a new Christmas present once. It was one of those walk-along-then-spin-and-shoot robots - a very simple thing, since this was in the early '70s. However, my memory is of utter joy and entrancement as I set it going then leapt out of the way, on to the furniture, before it opened its chest and fired.
It must have been a present from my parents, so they were probably happy that I liked it. Whether they were quite so happy after the first hour or two of the same thing, I don’t know.