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A citron pressé is a French car being tailgaited.

The only thing my wife doesn't know is why she married me.

Better than getting frozen fish from Sainsbury's like I did yesterday.

Haven't been to Scandinavia for many years.What ferry route(s) did you take?

I may be wrong but I don't think reactions were counted in the early years. Therefore, long term members' post/réaction ratios cannot be compared with those of newer members. For what it's worth, since joining in 2005, my 3490 posts provoked 2349 reactions or about 67%

Any help?

I have something like you describe and use it in the for the conditions you describe. I bought it in France where such tools are common in country hardware shops. I guess this is not much help but I make the suggestion just on the off-chance you may be passing through France sometime.

Our local red kite was circling over me just now as I was bringing the bins in. It's probably clocked my age and marked me down as a potential meal. Hope the jackdaws and rooks in the trees opposite keep up their usual mobbing.

When I was a child the only portable pens were fountain pens. I remember seeing a ballpoint for the first time in about 1950 but they were not in general use. Policemen used indelible pencils with their note books as they could not be erased and altered. I wonder if indelible pencils are still...

My pen writes underwater, upsidedown and a lot of other words too.

Meadow: View from my garden today.

This is the one that is always in my pocket and so gets used most in the real world.

Good to see folk calling pilchards pilchards. My Cornish soul curdles when Sainsbury's call them Cornish sardines. My parents seemed to eat nothing else but tinned pilchards when I was a child. When we're in France we regularly go to the village Sardinade - sardines grilled over vine clippings...

Grande Randonnée ? (French footpath network)

Following this thread with interest. I've carried a knife all my life since I was a little boy, including to school where a small folder was part of every boy's pocket contents. A sheath knife was part of my Scout uniform which I wore to school as a member of the school troop. I also carried it...

This would be MacCaesar your referring to?

That was the smell of 100 children mixed with carbolic and cabbage. The cabbage being responsible for the smell coming from the children.

The moths have got into my last two wool sweaters knitted lovingly by Madame. This is despite essential oils, lavender and patent protectors. I really don't like acrylics but can put up with fleece.

A jet washer. No excuse now not to clean the camper van. Might be more fun and less of a chore.

Just checked and amazed to find I passed mine last year. Think I've lived up to my soubriquet now