Finally, a fellow scholar!

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We do this in my local park.

We coppice the hazel and blackthorn to get long straight stakes that we sharpen, and we pleach those along a path to form hedgerows. We then use long hawthorn for the binding, though we get that from another park.

It’s pretty fun.

Biggest to smallest fails though for years which are smaller than the months, and for months which are smaller than the days.

e.g. Dec 1st 2003, would be written 12/03/01 biggest to smallest

I don’t think you’ve thought this through, and frankly I question your mother’s sexual decency.

Some say her mother was a teenage witch and that her father lived in Nazareth 2000 years ago…
All we do know is, that some people call her The Stig.

Genuinely. I lost half my traffic when I migrated away from Github.

I’m not a narcissist, but coding for an empty void of an audience just hits a lot different than coding for an appreciate (or angry) mob

I’m all for fucking over US businesses, but this sub is becoming a bit mastabatory.

That’s a weird looking Spanish omelette, made in the tiniest train kitchen by a chef who usually checks your tickets.

Let’s not pat ourselves too hard on the back here.

My brother’s in a similar boat (almost triple digits), so he’s hiding out and waiting for it to blow over. I could have done the same maybe, but it would have been another 12 years and I was just sick of it.

Why did they do this to us? Sell us on the idea that the only way to land a cushy job was to go to uni, when there were barely enough jobs going around when we got out.

I hate this. I look at my parents generation with jealousy, they had no idea how good they had it

scenario: A rabbit caught in headlights who knows that a horrible secret about the driver will come out upon the rabbits death