A pair of 18th Century sex toys have been sold at an auction in Essex for £3,600. (Sale catalogue entry)

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Have a concrete thing in pants
(Being sent for 'a swim in cement galoshes' by The Mob is what this suggests to me, actually)

Be a love rhino!
(Now channelling Elvis suggesting that what he actually wants to be is Your Teddy Bear. Rhinos - not the cuddly, really, and do they have reputation for sexual prowess and staying power? In this clip the ( Read more... )

Spotted in the wild today, Virago reissue of Stella Gibbons' delightful Nightingale Wood. Unlike Cold Comfort Farm, but charming nonetheless. (The intro by Sophie Dahl looked extremely slight, however.)

[T]his enchanting selection of writing from books by seven Victorian female horticulturists will both nourish your soul and tell you what to do ( Read more... )

Crocuses and daffodils in the narrow verge beside the local playing field!

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The gratifying sensation of having turned a job around extremely expeditiously: though, NB, when people say that they are holding back 'a few' items which will eventually end up in the archive while they prepare a publication, I don't really expect 'a few' to mean, ( Read more... )

Great whooshing clouds of it coming down as I came out of the Tube station, and lying quite thickly, though as the snow turned to sleety rain this was beginning to dissipate. And thunder!

In October - though I seem to recall my mother once telling me about putting me out in my pram as a tiny baby of a few weeks and my getting snowed on.

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MAI ( Read more... )

The waste remains, the waste remains and kills:

Two reviews of Rose George's The Big Necessity: Adventures in the World of Human Waste, which sounds like an excellent study of a neglected subject (except in the form of jokey titles like Flushed with Pride). But shouldn't the Science Editor of the Observer be a bit more aware of the history of ( Read more... )

From the Dept of Urgent, Phallic, Spam
Does your Mr. Winkie need upgrading?
Though the rather nanny-like delicacy is rather spoiled by the use of the term 'schlong' in the text. Not to mention the ones which I have failed to save the subject lines of alluding to 'trouser snakes', which remind me oh so very much of Barry (Bazza) Mckenzie and 'when ( Read more... )

'Big penis will unlock any door'

Or, the multi-purpose tool...

Which presumably leads to this consequence

'We're coming for your penis'

which will be brought in evidence in court on charges of burglary.

Subject line among today's spam:
Your new penis is waiting for you
which makes me imagine a mega-phallus lurking behind a corner, waiting to mug the passerby and making off with their mobile phone, credit cards and any loose cash they might have about them.

And on the theme of urgent, phallic, looks, I don't think I mentioned the exotic vegetables ( Read more... )