The most recent 20 comments posted to Making Light by Feòrag:

Unfortunately, the whole hypothesis falls over when you realise that
the two species occupy completely different ecological niches. Red
Squirrels live in native coniferous woodlands and eat pine kernels and
fungi (no, they don't eat acorns; in fact they make them ill). The Greys prefer deciduous woods (they do eat acorns). They don't thrive at all in native coniferous woodlands.

Strangely, there is hardly any native coniferous woods left in the
UK, because humans chopped it all down. We have plenty of urban
parkland, though, where Grey Squirrels thrive, and Reds can't survive
at all. Funny that.

There again, this is a country that's going ahead with a badger
cull, ostensibly to prevent the spread of bovine TB, even though the
Irish did so and reported that it made no difference whatsoever.

Jenny Islander #116: If she did, well we've chopped the monarch's head off before...

Kathryn #85:

What name is on my passport?

Niall: If you look at a jar of Bovril now, you'll see that it's completely vegetarian. I think it even has Vegetarian Society approval.

Meanwhile Dave, if I (a British citizen) wish to go to Australia, even for a short holiday, I have to get a visa. And I've heard horror stories about how welcoming Australian immigration isn't. Pot, kettle, etc.

There is, of course, a reason why Australian bar staff are a cliché here, though they are slowly being replaced by white South African bar staff.

I just noticed that the link to the Prattle in the left-hand sidebar (under Globally useful:
Friends And Relations) is to the old URL. It is now http://www.prattle.net/.

Jane, just give the chocolate to me. It will reach Boston, honest.

I've been doing Distributed Proofreaders, and have just encountered this bit of Dr. Johnson. For some reason, it made me think of this thread:

Perhaps no class of the human species requires more to be cautioned against this anticipation of happiness, than those that aspire to the name of authors. A man of lively fancy no sooner finds a hint moving in his mind, than he makes momentaneous excursions to the press, and to the world, and, with a little encouragement from flattery, pushes forward into future ages, and prognosticates the honours to be paid him, when envy is extinct, and faction forgotten, and those, whom partiality now suffers to obscure him, shall have given way to the triflers of as short duration as themselves.

For reference, here's my blacklist which already has yours and Kip Manley's imported into in, as well as my own batch of scumbags.

Dressmaking patterns are not a special type of shred-it-yourself cat bed.

It wouldn't work as a means of gaming search engines as it's basically a page of outgoing links. No-one is linking to it, which means that Google isn't going to think it an important site for any search term.

Same here, but the good thing about Technorati is the blog authority which, for our sterotypically-named persons, is exactly zero right now (and for our blogs, it's now one higher than it was). As long as no-one actually links to them while complaining, they will never appear to be a well-respected blog. If you must, then a careful choice of words as the link text will make it all too clear...

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