Latest Moan From You and Me 2025

I find it strange that a 17yr old cant buy a saw but and 18yr old can.
I was working at 15 and using all kinds of sharp things.
Does this mean if that was now I wouldn't have been able to buy my tools to work.

None of it makes any difference, if your going to kill someone with a sharp implement you just get an older person to get it for you, plenty of them around.
or just borrow something out of the kitchen drawer.

 

Absolutely @pete Apart from anything else, if you have the tendency to injure or kill someone, you don't suddenly decide to do it on your 18th birthday.
Admittedly it is difficult to decide an age limit for many things - you didn't used to be considered "adult" until you were 21 and now it's 18.

 

My mum once had to have verification that she was over 25 when she bought some knitting needles. I can't remember where it was but think it may have been dunelm. It is the same at our local charity shops. A friends grandson went in to buy some for his gran who wasn't able to get there but was told they weren't allowed to sell them to him.

I worked in a fish shop when I was a student and there is a law that you can't sell fish (or any other animal) to an under 16. I remember that there was an old lady in a family run shop who had and she ended up with an electronic tag because of it.

 

I had to be over 25 to buy some white spirit. And I think Boots checks your age to buy Rennies.

 

Rennies? Well, even given the poor state of children's diets, misuse of Rennies seems unlikely.

Am annoyed with myself for frittering away the day getting nothing useful done. OK, gardening weather it ain't, but I have plenty that needs doing indoors, if only I could work up a modicum of enthusiasm.

 

I came across a prescription box in the park, it had the person's name and address on it as they do.
It was empty, but had the warning of it being a opium based product.

I guess some kids had nicked it from somewhere.

Before my Mother died she was given some injectable morphine packs, but they never got used, I had a hell of a job to get anyone to take them away and destroy them.

Ended up at the pharmacy at the hospital and they didn't want them either, it was only when I pointed out that its no wonder this stuff ends up on the street that they grudgingly took them.

I still see those big cans around that contained laughing gas even though its been banned pretty much, except for certain use.

Rennies give you constipation, its amazing what the kids get a thrill out of these days.

 

I was going to say "That'll teach the little sh**s, but actually it should be the 'little can't.....'

 

When my brother-in-law's close friend died he collected all his remaining morphine packs and hid them away. He said he was keeping them for the day he needed "an easy way out". Ever practical and matter-of-fact is my brother-in-law.

 

Huh, I had the assistant checking I looked over 18 when I bought some tiramisu in Waitrose!

 

My older daughter often gets asked her age. She even got a provisional driving licence because the only other legitimate thing she can use for ID is her passport, and she doesn't want to carry that around. She has no intention of learning to drive either, for many reasons. It's only when she visits friend in Dundee and they go out at night that she needs it. She doesn't even drink, but she can be turned away if they go in many places if she doesn't have ID.
The irony? She's older than all her friends. She was 31 last month

 

When I go through the self checkout with beer you always have this red light flashing above your head.
Amazes me how half the time the staff don't notice it and you have to wave your arms about to get their attention.
There are cameras there watching you and a screen showing your face.

About time they fixed up AI to recognise your age from the picture and stop most of this getting a member of staff to clear you.

 

I received an email from Octopus telling me they were putting our monthly DD up. So I logged into our account to look at the forecast. The problem was I could not log out. I got a message: "Permission denied you have no right to see this page". They gave you a back button, which only repeated the problem. So I used the browsers back arrow and then I got the message "Oh, it's us, not you - why don't you go and grab a cuppa".

I think I need a cuppa for why do they need to put our DD up when we're in ample credit.

 

When hubby used to go into the Halifax the staff said he did not need to prove his ID as he looked just like his dad. That horrified him.

 

I must have had a hard life as nobody has asked how old I am