Your best discoveries of 2016

[Arthritic Toe]

Stir-fry's. Gets you your 5 a day all in one wok. Dash of hoi sin, sesame oil and Chinese 5-spice.

 

[Fungus]

Watching live broadcast theatre at the cinema. Seen a few this year, the best of the bunch being Hangmen with David Morrissey. Absolutely brilliant.

He's just screwed "Walking Dead" for me, an Englishman talking like Elvis.

(Presley, obvs)

 

[Puppet Master]

That my girlfriend was (ex-girlfriend is), a horrendous bitch.
00:00:01 A.M. 01/01/16

Spill.

 

[Cheeky Monkey]

Stir-fry's. Gets you your 5 a day all in one wok. Dash of hoi sin, sesame oil and Chinese 5-spice.

And you're starving hungry again less than two hours later.

 

[Coldeanseagull]

I discovered I can live without cigarettes.

I also discovered most of my clothes appeared to have shrunk

 

[banjo]

The vindaloo pie is better than the chilli one. (Just)

 

[Durlston]

discovered that I would want to forget this year by the time December arrived!
Worst year I can remember having... It can well and truly p*ss off!!
Looking like 2017 will be far nicer to me!

Hope things get better and 2017 marks a turning point for you.

 

[portlock seagull]

More enjoyable job with less pay but no commute = happier / life back!

 

[Alba Badger]

Sleaford Mods. Finger on the pulse as per.

 

[Mayonaise]

Crocs! They may not be trendy but have discovered the utter joy of being able to walk pain free for longer than 30 minutes since buying a pair just for a sandy beach holiday.

Good thread by the way.

 

[Tom Hark Preston Park]

700 Coastliner. Frequent and reliable, if slow, Plan B for when SASTA can't be arsed to run trains up and down the West Coast line.

 

[Simster]

Another one for the Kodi box here.

 

[Meade's Ball]

I bought and reprogrammed a talking moosehead clock, and using my main two celebrity impersonations of Chris Tarrant and Steve MacFadden, I have it whisper and yelp some awful truths about myself, followed by a self-satisfied chortle. I've now taken to leaving the house at 4pm precisely, when Chris chuckles mid-sentence over his commentary on my "shaven moles manboobs", telling me to milk them or give them sight in this horrid world I have them live in. The nightmares that come with Steve's 2am "You're nothing to me. Nothing!" on repeat for around 7 minutes, whilst he coughs and phlegms up into a sickeningly filling yoghurt pot, are rather brutal too. I've been glad to have company, for the most part, though.

 

[Dorset Seagull]

Bullet Journaling

 

[Easy 10]

700 Coastliner. Frequent and reliable, if slow, Plan B for when SASTA can't be arsed to run trains up and down the West Coast line.

I've always loved the 700, its my go-to pretty much any time I'm heading into Hove, Brighton or Shoreham for a shandy. Frequent, cheap, and it doesn't seem to stop THAT many times along the seafront, so I think for a bus service its actually pretty rapid. Certainly compared with the vastly overpriced stops-bloody-everywhere-and-takes-forever Brighton & Hove alternative. I haven't used one of those for years.

 

[CHAPPERS]

Radio Garden - listen to literally any streaming radio station in the world. It's amazing.

http://radio.garden/