Nightjar wrote:

The Call of the Wendigo wrote:

I've never had a hot cross bun.

I have heard anything quite so absurd in all of my life.

This could end up like that time CT said she'd never had a full English breakfast back on ***.

Still never have. I remember that incident.

I remember that none of them had ever had a glass of water, two painkillers, three Marlboro Lights, and a cup of decaf Earl Grey with one spoonful of Demerara for breakfast, so what can you do.

Anyway, the hot cross bun. Baked goods bearing designs based on methods of execution are strange - and probably more suited to Halloween than spring.

Perhaps a patisserie might launch, taking the concept further. Beheaded biscuits for January, cakes with depictions of lethal injection syringes in contrasting icing for June. Etc.

Ooh, I could murder a crumpet with a firing squad on.

One simply employs this algorithm



where the L brackets mean 'round the contents down to the next lowest whole number'

o+1 is the day of the month (March or April, they can't overlap) on which Easter falls in year Y

Nightjar wrote:

Ooh, I could murder a crumpet with a firing squad on.

You should’ve said. I’ve only got some iced nooses in.

Less than 6 hours to go.

The spacious feeling of a 4-day weekend in front of me.

What is the rarest Easter?

The rarest date for Easter is March 24.

A comparison of the frequency of the Easter dates in both tables is given in Table III, along with the maximum intervals; March 24 is the most unusual Gregorian Easter date, and the interval of 467 years between March 22, 1818, and March 22, 2285, holds the record for “absenteeism.”

TABLE III FREQUENCY AND INTERVALS
https://adsabs.harvard.edu/full/1943PA.....51..254P#:~:text=A%20comparison%20of%20the%20frequency,TABLE%20III%20FREQUENCY%20AND%20INTERVALS

Traffic jams everywhere yesterday afternoon. And when I got to the big Sainsburys the car park was completely full, I couldn't even park.

The first queue of cars I joined to leave the car park didn't move at all for 5 minutes. Luckily I was next to the gate where the delivery vans come in, so there was room to turn round, and I joined a better queue, where I'd seen mean in hi-vis jackets controlling the traffic. It still took another 10 minutes to escape though.

I had to go to a little Tesco superstore on an estate with a reputation to get my milk and ice cubes. They didn't have the individual yogurts I wanted.

When I went (walking) down to the gym, there was queues going into the shopping center bit, it was like complete nightmare. Possibly the grand re-opening of Wilko as a The Range didn't help.