300 thrusts!? 500?!
Kirsten Danks
Surprised of Plymouth
Condoms made from a liquid beef compound? Bully for vegetarians.
Roderick Orner
Lincoln
Sarah Hepola’s Slurred Lines really struck a chord. I used to experience hideous blackouts, and the self-loathing the next day is the worst feeling in the world. I used to go to AA, but left because it felt like some sort of cult. Accounts such as this make me realise I’m so lucky to be where I am now. It was like another life.
Tara Carbery On theguardian.com
Nice of a 58-year-old to let a spare room, “mainly for financial reasons”, but a bit patronising to say that giving advice to twentysomethings is an incidental part of the relationship. If fiftysomethings listened more to youngsters, there might be fewer intergenerational injustices.
Daniel Scharf
Abingdon, Oxon
The tales of wrangling over dead people’s money called to mind the old saying, “Where there’s a will there’s a way, and where there isn’t, there’s affray.”
Martin Gibbons
Prenton, Merseyside
Re My Dog Stole My Tractor, either that dog is a genius and should be on one of Simon Cowell’s many talent shows, or dogs aren’t meant to be driven around all day and it needs a long walk to burn off some excess energy.
Owen Hollifield
Bargoed, Caerphilly
I was driving down the M6 when this happened, and the traffic bulletins reporting tailbacks on the M74 due to a dog driving a tractor were very weird.
BellaTheCook On theguardian.com
Why no credit for the model terrier?
Gil Wilde
Grimsby
Sophie Heawood, on what it takes to be cool, omits “Having a Twitter handle that is simply your surname”. And hers is, ah…
Martin Long
Frome, Somerset
Is the fact that this week’s The Last Saturday is the same as, well, last week’s a deliberate part of its pretentiousness or a mistake?
Jessica Moore
Beckley, Oxford
Editor’s note: apologies – the correct episode, #38, is at theguardian.com
Lovely lady though she is, Cerys Matthews doesn’t half have dodgy taste in music. I mean, come on, Dr Crotchety has never once recommended the Grateful Dead or James McMurtry, guaranteed panaceas for all my ills and angst.
Robin Clare
Bridport, Dorset
Last week, Marina O’Loughlin was named restaurant reviewer of the year 2015 by the Guild of Food Writers.
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