I have plethoras! I love that word, it always makes me wonder if there is a non-lisping word that’s hiding underneath it. Or maybe it’s a prehistoric reptile like the thesaurus. But I digress.
Some that come to mind:
You may be unique but that doesn’t make you special.
I can think of situations right now where assassination could be just the ticket.
All the countries of Africa blur together for me and I don’t care.
There’s really nothing amusing about you being drunk.
So one way we can tastefully avoid being a prime offender is to cull the vacation photos to the absolute minimum (few dozen) and have a proper album printed online. Then put that on your coffee table.
I did this for many vacations, including one trip to India for work fifteen years ago. There were four of us on that India trip and we pooled our photos while on layover in Frankfurt, resulting in a total of 1,800 photos between us.
I whittled that down to about 36 photos and had a beautiful bound photo album printed (similar to this), with captions on each photo. I keep the album on the coffee table among other books.
Many visitors pick it up and enjoy the photos–they really were the 36 best photos out of almost two thousand, so it’s a quick and enjoyable read.
Not every bride is beautiful. Some, in my opinion, are anything but - but if they feel beautiful and have a wonderful wedding day, well, then, I’m happy for them.
We can agree to disagree. Professional-quality photos of amazing sights taken with quality gear and carefully edited is much different from selfies and silly poses.
If I saw an attractive photo album with quality photos on a friend’s coffee table, I would definitely want to look, regardless of your statement.
I don’t much like turkey. And while christmas cake is better than most cakes, I still don’t much like it. And I can’t stand mince pies. Or trifle. Or christmas pudding. Or bloody yule logs. And as for brandy butter…
Das Schicksal beschützt Kinder und Idioten, Betrunkene… und die Vereinigten Staaten von Amerika.
Destiny (Fate?) protects children and idiots, drunk people… and the United States of America
Otto von Bismarck
Let us hope that still holds true in the future. Particularly point three.
Love is situational. There’s no such thing as a soulmate with whom you have a unique connection. In different circumstances, you might have met somebody else and you might have loved that person just as deeply as you love your partner.
I’m right there with you … along with most of the usual components of a traditional American Thanksgiving - green bean casserole, the awful candied sweet potato abominations, any and all stuffing/dressing, cranberry sauce/relish, etc. Yergh.
Though as for the rest of your post, are you really sure you are British?
Conversely, an American I feel it is my duty to hate fruitcake in all its forms along with most of my country(wo)men.
Well, then, let me show you my pics from my 2019 cruise!
Yes, I made a point of taking pictures of every cat I saw. There was one old beat up street cat in Singapore, and another cat in Bangkok who was in a hurry to get someplace. He just went zooming by. Not in a panic, but just a hurry.
We have my family for xmas eve each year (except COVID), a tradition we started with a one-off 8 years ago. We make four soups and buy pretty mugs so everyone can take their mug home as a souvenir.
We get xmas decorations (4 totes) from the attic and my gf spends two entire days decorating. She makes arrangements from evergreens that we grow just for decorating.
It’s a ridiculous use of effort. Every year we say no more. Every year we do it.