Is there something you have tried, but will never, ever try again?
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Jellied Eels. Never again. It was like eating a mouthful of salt, rubber and Vaseline.
Note - It doesn't have to be about food it can be anything that you wouldn't try again.
Note - It doesn't have to be about food it can be anything that you wouldn't try again.
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No not just food.
I just added a note under my OP.
I won't bother with the wet walnuts then.;)
Never again.
Did it involve "Big bear"
My boyfriend at the time did it, posing for a few Japanese tourists, and then he announced that all our group had to do it and I was next. I really didn't want to, I was petrified, but everyone said it was easy and boyfriend did it again to prove it... so I did.
I got nearly all the way to the end, I wobbled coming back. I honestly thought I was going to die.
Of course, after me, no one else did it. They never had any intention of doing so, it was just a "let's scare the Pom" thing. I never forgave bf for that.
I will never be pressurised into anything similar ever again.
I forgot, going up the inside of the chimney at Peterhead Power Station, 170m high, where a contractor had died putting up the equipment.
I think it was lamb but all I tasted was flame.
Pie and mash - As a born and bred East Londoner, I tried it recently. DISGUSTING. That's all I can say, it was a well-known place but the gravy was thick and salty, the meat in the pie had a very strange smell to it, and the mash was like something out of a packet. Very powdery. I was disappointed.
I've never eaten snail but agree with you about octopus. It's just rubbery and tasteless.
Also, shoplifting, to my embarrassment. I was about 9 and for a brief time hung around with a couple of "naughty" girls at school. They were at it all the time, so I ended up trying it. I was so scared, my legs were wobbling. I picked up a packet of Lovehearts and wobbled towards the door, then turned around and put them back. For months (well, probably a week, but it felt longer) I was convinced the police were going to come for me. The two girls told me I was a wimp and stopped hanging around with me. I'm now in my 50s and even after all this time I can remember that fear.
these young eager beagers refused to skip a very boring after work meeting, meaning when we got to the yacht club the free bar had been spent and we only had 20 mins of bar time ....they then spent the night scrounging booze from other teams...I had to get one girl from security as they wanted to kick her off the site because she peed outside their cabin in full view...she then went off with someone she met that night and never came back till 8 ish ...another bod in the main cabin had a very explicit convo about an afair they where having ... me and the other lady took the other two cabins each and locked the door...
Well come AM a man who I hadnt realised was on board, becuse he was ill and asleep in the forecabin came out and looked at us like most people would if they had been invaded by Geordie shaw. He was to be the ships captain as back then I didnt have all the quallies . He went home sick and they sent this bloke who really didnt want to be there and made it his aim to make sure we knew that.
So come the racing as he couldnt be assed to put up a spinaker on the down wind bits we lost every single race, one of the ladies insisted she be taken ashore at lunch time as she was home sick and could walk to her house from the beech and the skipper basicly three cold party food at us for lunch.
We won the sodden spoon at the club house afterwards and I dedicated our award tp the skipper obviously didnt know how to not get a complaint about him for his half arsed job.
The whole thing was a embarrassing fiasco, what I thought would be a nice little jolly on the company turned into a much gossiped about debacle where even two compant logo embossed jackets I pulled strings to borrow where stolen and the morons thought I didnt know who had what.
Never again