The buttons one finds on a microwave that depict chicken portions, or a whole fish, or a bunch of broccoli are a complete waste of space, it has emerged.
A survey of microwave owners, in the largest study of it’s kind ever made, has found that not a single respondent had ever used the pre-set buttons. What’s more, none of them can be arsed to read the instruction booklet to find out what they are meant to be for. Microwave oven technologist Bob Thirsk says that microwaves are only ever used to re-heat leftovers and make the occasional milky hot drink. “When asked in the survey how you would defrost some chicken breasts, most people replied that they’d put them in the microwave and make a wild stab about how long to do them for, and guess at the power level. 10 minutes at 10% seems to be the favoured method, which will result in hot steaming bits and still semi-frozen bits. The rest said they’d just leave them on a plate on the draining board for a few hours.”
Thirsk agrees with the majority of comments made in the survey. “To be honest, I haven’t got a clue what most of those buttons are for either. My microwave has a button for rice. Who the bloody hell cooks rice in a microwave? And I’ve got a button for desserts. But what kind of dessert? How many portions? Does it need cooking like a sponge pudding, or warmed up like custard? What’s the difference in cooking temperature between sticky toffee pudding and poached salmon? It makes no sense at all. It’s mental.”
According to the survey, commissioned by the University of Tewkesbury, the most popular way of checking if food is properly cooked is by waiting for it to start bubbling/popping/steaming/exploding. “That would do it”, agrees Thirsk. “If you have to scrape it off the roof of the microwave, it’s definitely done.”
Police Constable Sav Chaudhury of the Metropolitan Police has been inundated on Twitter by people angry at his recent crime prevention advice, which was offered in response to a recent spate of break-ins in the Hillingdon area. In his latest tweet, the diligent cop advises that people should ensure that their windows and doors have good locks, and that a good quality burgler alarm is installed in high-risk areas.
Followers of the Met’s Twitter feed have hit out at what they see as ‘victim blaming’, which is a current on-trend response to well-intentioned logic. “Why shudnt i leave my windows open wen i go out bloody filth lost touch wiv reality” (sic throughout) says one Twitter user. Another Tweet, from a Robert McRobert, suggests that the modern police service is just a bunch of self-serving layabouts. “This cop should know better. It’s not my fault my laptop got nicked from my unlocked car. Can’t be arsed to catch crooks, that’s their problem.”
PC Chaudhury’s tweets have also ignited anger amongst many victim support groups. “This officer needs to stop filling people’s heads with harmful notions”, insists Tiffany Brompton-Huws of The Victim Network. “Telling people to be careful and stay vigilant is unhelpful and downright dangerous. What kind of precedent are they setting when they come out with such nonsense as ‘look both ways before crossing the road’ and ‘try to avoid walking alone at night through dark alleyways’? Suddenly walking out into the road whilst texting and being hit by a car is entirely down to the stupid driver for not predicting it. And there’s nothing wrong with flashing your iPhone XS about down the council estate. People shouldn’t be thieves.”
Young Labour has come under fire today for tweeting a meme parodying Jeremy Corbyn’s reaction to the recent defection of 8 of his MPs to form a new Group in Parliament.
The meme takes a famous scene from the film ‘Downfall’ in which the Fuhrer bursts into an explosive rage upon receiving news that he is about to lose military control of Berlin. Young Labour tweeted a version of the meme in which Jeremy Corbyn (or Hitler, as he appears in the GIF) sends everyone out of his bunker except his inner circle of Seamus Milne, Chris Williamson, Len McClusky, Ken Livingstone and George Galloway. He then launches into a tantrum at the news that members of his party have defected, and refers to the wayward MPs as ‘treacherous bastards’ and ‘contemptible minnow slugs’ that ‘must be crushed’.
A spokesperson for the Labour leader has issued the following statement: “Jeremy apologises on behalf of the party for any offence caused by this tweet, and underlines that he is a lifelong nice man who is utterly appalled by the nasty things and is therefore in no way responsible. He would like to make it clear that the 8 MPs have defected, and not defecated, as was reported on the BBC’s news website in an unfortunate typing error. He also notes the ill-judged timing of the tweeted meme, which comes at a time of heightened sensitivity amongst many communities following the recent death of Swiss-German actor Bruno Ganz, who played the beleaguered Hitler/Corbyn character.”
There has never been more choice for the design-savvy homeowner wanting to explore their creativity, with the latest in luxury kitchens, soft furnishings and vibrant wall coverings all at their disposal. The biggest names in contemporary design are wowing their followers on social media right now with stunning pieces that can transform an ordinary house into a beautiful and personal space to be treasured.
That’s all well and good, but what if it’s not your ‘forever’ home? What if you might decide to sell in a few years? It only takes a hint of colour to put off a potential buyer and make them either walk away or demand at least 10 grand off your asking price, mainly because house buyers have even less imagination than you do.
We spoke to founder of online interiors shop Dull Dimensions. “These so-called design experts haven’t thought of re-sale value. A house is not somewhere for you to enjoy yourself, it’s an investment. You absolutely cannot afford to offend the sensibilities of people you’ve never met”, says Anne Jones. “Someone might be in your house one day looking to buy, and they might not like your blue lampshade. Choose neutrals. Always.”
Jones’s website is full of good quality but really boring furniture and furnishings. “Paint your walls in a riot of white with a daring flash of grey”, she advises. “No one can possibly be offended by white and grey. It doesn’t matter that you’ll be spending the next 10 years living inside a concrete coloured box, silently counting down the days when you can put it on the market. You’ve got to think of the re-sale value.”
Rachel Sanders took Jones’s advise last year. “I’m so glad we painted the kitchen in Anne’s best-selling colour, Migraine on Matterhorn. And we painted the living room in Blubber, with a feature wall of Boiled Sock. My husband and I have developed clinical depression as a result and our cat walked out for good in October, but at least we should see a decent return on our investment.” She admits to covering a cushion in a plain silk that wasn’t white or grey. “It’s called Beige Flirtation. It’s absolutely wild! Don’t tell Anne!”
A building contractor who managed to wangle the kind of contract where the client pays by the day is confident that the job is very nearly finished. “You’d be surprised at how quickly a build comes together at the last minute.” Site foreman Miff McDonald takes a sip from his 12th cuppa of the day and adds, “But if it doesn’t, I’m going to have to invoice the client for another week’s work. I’m a perfectionist and I’m not signing off on a job until my noggins are hammered in at just the right angle. My client deserves nothing less.”
Client Gareth Mason is less than convinced. “This house is nowhere near finished. It looks like it’s been picked up and shaken like a giant snowglobe. The garden is like the bloody Somme, and the Portaloo on the driveway has a brand new copy of Ulysses hanging from a nail on a piece of string.” Mason flicks the kettle on for the umpteenth time today and lines up 9 mugs on a Cath Kidston tea tray. “I don’t give a toss about the noggins. Do we even need them? Jesus, now we’ve run out of Garibaldi’s.”
Mason admits he probably should have ordered the kitchen when he was told to last month, and not when, and only when, his wife has decided where the Nutribullet will go. “She still can’t decide whether the Nutribullet will go to the left of the toaster or to the right, or what colour to paint the walls in the dining room. So for some reason, we can’t order the kitchen. Or the Nutribullet.”
Have you ever wondered what happened to that eyelash that was scratching your cornea only 5 minutes ago but now seems to have miraculously vanished? The truth in all its uncomfortable glory has emerged after research conducted by The University of Tewkesbury.
Postmortems on people who have donated their bodies to medical science have revealed the small void behind the eyeball, known as Millicent’s Pocket, to contain some pretty random crap. Amongst the detritus recently found behind the eye include old contact lenses, glitter, Rice Krispies, traces of mercury and a dead money spider.
Dr Edward Peabody says “The most common article we find deposited in Millicent’s Pocket are eyelashes, which are partially dissolved in the aqueous humours produced naturally by the eye. The average eyelash takes about 8 years to completely dissolve.” There is no clue, however, to how certain things get behind the eye. “We’ve also found sock fluff, olive oil and Tipex. Don’t ask me how they got there.”