Along with my tendency to scream "bloody hell!" when peeved is yet another reason I should live in England: The Gloucestershire cheese rolling festival.
I tried to cheer myself up by skipping feta crumbs across the kitchen floor, but it just wasn't the same. Messy, but not nearly the same.
Bloody hell.
(found on Monkeyfilter)
Posted by LeeAnn at May 31, 2005 06:54 PM
Oh, man, my mom had some biscuit-tins from England that had various interesting festivals featured on them, and that was one of them. There were 4 or 5 on the tins, and that's the only one I can really remember now. (I guess it was the most interesting one....)
I remember the tins from over 30 years ago, she may have bought them as long ago as 40 years ago.
Posted by: Julia at May 31, 2005 08:09 PMYou could roll those little waxed wrapped individual goudas that come in those plastic netting bags. Go do it in your front yard and scare all the neighbours!
Posted by: Ith at June 2, 2005 10:35 AM