Nice people thread part 4 - sugar and spice and all things

Itismehonest

lostinrates wrote: »

dh loves those natura morta with decaying stuff. Its funny that we are so repelled by stuff that was once adored art.

The art is lovely. It's when the maggots move I worry.

lostinrates

Itismehonest wrote: »

The art is lovely. It's when the maggots move I worry.

brings us back to cheese.

misskool

Itismehonest wrote: »

The art is lovely. It's when the maggots move I worry.

Why? Maggots are really important in processing waste. They are the best biological eating machines. (after teenage boys obviously!)

Itismehonest

lostinrates wrote: »

brings us back to cheese.

:rotfl::rotfl:

Incidentally I wonder why Italians & French call that style of art dead & for us it's still life? Our squeamishness or our optimism?

LydiaJ

vivatifosi wrote: »

I know... I just don't like programmes about that type of thing, nor about animals killing each other, nor about grime or horrible stuff, or any Dickens dramatisation, or any violent films, or anything that involves cruelty... I much prefer fluffy bunnies, shoes and nice things:o. About the dirtiest thing I get up to is talking about the economy.

I don't mind decay from a purely scientific point of view, but I'm with you on the killing, suffering and violence. My mum was the same. Here's the opening few sentences of what my brother said about her at the funeral:

[She]... was in many ways a straightforward soul. She liked things to be cheerful. She liked cheerful music, cheerful scenery, cheerful pictures, cheerful people. She preferred Haydn’s symphonies to Tchaikovsky’s, and she liked Jane Austen better than George Eliot. She didn’t do tragedy. She knew of course that tragic things happen, and when they did you couldn’t have a better person to be on your side – but she didn’t see the point in dwelling on misery if it wasn’t necessary, and to her it usually wasn’t.

Itismehonest

misskool wrote: »

Why? Maggots are really important in processing waste. They are the best biological eating machines. (after teenage boys obviously!)

So you have/had teenage boy(s) too :rotfl:
Yes, entirely necessary little bods (maggots not teenage boys) but if I look carefully enough I'd get to see more than enough maggots whenever I go out for a walk so I have to admit they aren't my idea of after-dinner TV.
(That was a long sentence for one breath )

misskool

Itismehonest wrote: »

So you have/had teenage boy(s) too :rotfl:
Yes, entirely necessary little bods (maggots not teenage boys) but if I look carefully enough I'd get to see more than enough maggots whenever I go out for a walk so I have to admit they aren't my idea of after-dinner TV.
(That was a long sentence for one breath )

It's pretty breathtaking that nature manages to recycle everything it creates so well. Humans could do with learning from that.

And I used to work with maggots so not very squeamish. I do retch with smells though, amuses hubby as it means I can't really empty the bin. :rotfl:

silvercar

I do retch with smells though,

I retch over milk that is the slightest bit off. I can smell when milk is nearly on the turn when others can taste it and it doesn't even taste off.

Itismehonest

misskool wrote: »

It's pretty breathtaking that nature manages to recycle everything it creates so well. Humans could do with learning from that.

Nature doesn't create much in plastic which helps.

misskool wrote: »

And I used to work with maggots so not very squeamish. I do retch with smells though, amuses hubby as it means I can't really empty the bin. :rotfl:

I take it the maggots had probably been removed from their workplace to visit yours then? They tend to hang out in less than nose-friendly places. Unless they were bred for purpose?

PasturesNew

Itismehonest wrote: »

They were more flat but along the same lines.
I'm certain they weren't called teacake because a teacake to us would be the sort that got toasted.

Come on folks, someone must remember. We're back in the "6 penneth of chips & threepence of crackling, please" days.

I just used to call those things marshmallows, but they were small (about 1.5" across) and came unwrapped in a plastic tray of about 6, or 12.