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I need closure. Did he/she ever escape?
Alas, I cannot say. But by all means, place your bets.
I need a word for something that’s annoying and funny.
I recall seeing electric city trolley buses unable to climb icy hills less steep than that, around 1960-62.
When I was about 20, I lived near the bottom of a very steep hill, which I’d have to climb to get to the nearest bus stop. One icy winter morning, I emerged and saw a milk float sliding down the entire length of the road at a fairly gentle pace, upright but sideways, with the milkman sitting there, at the controls, resigned to his fate.
We exchanged a smile as he passed.
Today I learned a new word.™
We didn’t call them that in the States, but I used to see them when I was very young. Our house, like all the others in the neighborhood, had a milk delivery door next to the back door.
Our house, like all the others in the neighborhood, had a milk delivery door next to the back door.
My uncle was a milkman and lived conveniently next door. We got to partake in a lot of dairy treats including some amazing ice cream during the summer.
It occurred to me as I was typing that I haven’t seen one in decades and that they might seem alien objects to some readers. One of my neighbours still has milk and eggs delivered, but I’ve yet to see how they arrive on her doorstep. They just seem to materialise, silently.
[ Makes note to be more vigilant re neighbour’s doorstep eggs. ]
[ Sets up camera traps, orders night-vision goggles. ]
One of our local supermarkets has a delivery service: Order anything online and schedule delivery by their vans. At least one very elderly neighbor uses them.
Have you listened for a Tardis or a Transporter?
It can’t be a supermarket delivery. I’d have noticed the van at some point over the last ten years. Plus, I doubt they’d deliver just two pints of milk and half a dozen eggs. And I doubt they’d leave said items on a doorstep.
[ Mystery deepens. ]
[ Surveillance intensifies. ]
It would be quicker to just do the shovelling.
I get milk delivered by a milkman. He doesn’t use a milk float though; just a pickup truck. I was very disappointed when I found out.
Milkmen traditionally deliver all sorts of things.
Funnoying isn’t obvious?
Wasn’t that recently voted funniest Monty Python sketch or something?
Shovel. Get a snow shovel.
In Pittsburgh when I was young we had a milk box. A maybe 18″ tin cube outside the door that the milkman would put the milk in rather than know on the door or leave it on the doorstep. Not sure how common it was.
Myself, I’d prefer a root beer float.
Only halfway through January, but this is quite possibly the funniest thing I will see all year:
From the report:
Apparently California Democrats go to the same barber.
Why, yes, today’s word is in fact symbolism.
I’ve seen those. I’ve also seen boxes built into the house so the homeowner didn’t have to step outside to retrieve the milk.
In other news, Neil Gaiman’s been a very very very naughty boy.
Now I need to shower. Gad that was disgusting.
French leftist theatre faces bankruptcy after opening its doors to 250 African migrants for a free show… and they refused to leave
European countries had better decide if they’re racist or not, and they’d better understand that full commitment to non-racism means that Africans have as much right to live there as ancestral Europeans. “Expeditive” is the principle that uninvited foreigners have fewer rights than a country’s own people, and less than infinity appeals before they get deported – until the mid 20th century, a banal tautology about nations being for their own people, but now what’s called a human rights scandal.
As Tim Newman notes in reply, Laurie Penny does seem to have a remarkable number of unsavoury men in her scrupulously progressive social circle.
More than chance alone would seem to allow.
I want to hear what’s being said in the car.
Yes, after the eleventh attempt, I suspect the language would be getting a tad salty.
After a while, all that driver is doing, is polishing the ice.
So . . . not completely useless after all.
Unlike the driveway.
Ba-dum-tssshhh.
[ Rolls single fluff-covered Malteser down bar. ]
No need for espionage to discover your neighbour’s source of milk. In most of England, doorstep deliveries, arranged online, can be had three times a week from the national company MilkandMore. We never see our milkman in person but the Ring camera usually tracks his silent arrival and departure in our country lane in the early hours. Pint glass bottles of proper Channel Island gold top are our choice but the white water known as skimmed also available.
[ Checks website. ]
They don’t deliver to my area.
[ Sets up elaborate laser grid, nets. ]
Cursing the legislators who made studded tires illegal.
This is why my dad kept a carboard box containing a small folding shovel and a bag of sand in the trunk (boot) of the family sedan (rear-wheel drive back then). We did have studded snow tires in the rural Frozen Northeast of the USA, but some hills were just too much for even they. I do not miss that at ALL.
Laughter is not out of place.
Every few years the Jerusalem hills get a centimeter or so… and it is delightful watching this merest sprinkle discombobulate Israeli drivers.
I think I will weather the war with the Palis as long as I do not have to drive in real snow ever again…. OTOH the avid skiers in Israel are hoping we will annex more of the Golan Heights.
“Every few years the Jerusalem hills get a centimeter or so… and it is delightful watching this merest sprinkle discombobulate Israeli drivers.”
The same thing happens in the States almost anywhere south of the Mason-Dixon Line or west of the Rockies.
In the snow in the dead of winter? Such people likely didn’t have 5 yo boys. Fortunately footy pajamas were a thing. Builds character.
In Australia we had (horse drawn) milk (and bread) deliveries, but they seemed to go the way of the dodo in the late 60s. We even had suburban micro-dairies back then. I’m sure the summer climate wasn’t conducive to leaving milk on doorsteps.
Also not helping – my sot of a brother driving into the back of a milk float, poor horse.
We used to get free 1/2 pint of milk at primary school too. Back when milk wasn’t racist and dairy fat wasn’t treated like polonium.
In Texas, the snow falls &, things being what they are, melts when it hits the ground. More snow falls & cools off what’s on the ground, helping to make a nice, smooth, layer of ice. The snow continues to fall & insulates the ice. So there’s usually not enough snow to compact & provide a surface for traction but just enough to melt from the pressure & increase the ice layer. A bunch of oh-you-just-don’t-know-how-to-drive-in-snow Yankees discovered that attending Super Bowl XLV.
Such people likely didn’t have 5 yo boys.
Oh, but they did have 5 year old boys and they squeezed them through the milk door when they locked their keys in the house. Speaking from experience.
In Texas
Not just Texas. What you describe happens here in the Great White North too. It’s one of the reasons why, when snow is forecast, they send out the sanders and salters before there’s any heavy accumulation. Otherwise you’re hydroplaning on that thin layer of ice under the snow (even with snow tires and four wheel drive). In places where it’s too cold for salt, they plow and pack and then sand on top.
Kind of hard to justify those in a place as spread out as Texas when snow & ice are infrequent at best. They’ll sand the overpasses in the larger cities but smaller towns haven’t the resources.
Kind of hard to justify those in a place as spread out as Texas when snow & ice are infrequent at best.
Makes sense. Also, it doesn’t make sense to have snow tires there for the same reasons.
We’ve had a lot of snow this year where I live. It’s snowed almost every day since New Years so the roads are constantly covered with some kind of schmeng and mung. The temperatures have also been in the sweet spot for icicle formation. I drove past a 150 year old house today that had a twelve foot icicle hanging from the third floor eaves by the front door It was spectacular.
Hiawassee, GA this week. Significantly south of the M/D Line. Been like that for about three days now. Likely last another two or three if forecast is correct. Schools closed. Travel warnings abound. Panic in the grocery stores. A bit unusual tho. Rarely sticks around more than two days. Ah, but snowfalls are a thing of the past.
Wide enough for 10 year old boys, too, I think. Fortunately there weren’t many 10 year old burglars back then…and the courts still locked up burglars of any age…and criminals who played Fagin to kids were particularly subject to severe punishment. And in the cruelest blow to #equity, neighbors did not hesitate to confront and call out suspicious strangers.