I don't care what they call it, to me, it is disgusting! I am not a fan of most sauces/spreads - mayo, mustardy, sort of things -Piccalilli - yuk, all too slimy. Relishes are fine as long as they have texture like Branston pickle, for instance...
It's a great pity the right of free speech isn't based on the obligation to say something sensible.
I have Asperger's FYI, Moo which comes with sensory issues.
I sympathise, mamafrankie. I have a spectrum disorder - they call it 'Sensory processing disorder', these days which for me, means I have a great sensitivity to noise, lights and the touch on my skin of many kinds of textures, as well as dyspraxia. I am guessing that, like me, it was not understood when you were a child. I spent a lot of my childhood sitting under the kitchen table and being slapped for being anti-social and clumsy. Until I was 7, all I would eat were crackers, cheese, and pickled onions, then that side of it, somehow went away - thank goodness and I am not a picky eater but all the other things remain.
It is quite well summed up here, for anyone interested ~
Cheers, Cassandra. Back when I was a child, the teachers objected to the fact that I wouldn't mix with others and used to make me do so. This happened in both Ireland and England. A child psychologist even said that I was 'naughty'.
I cannot ride a bike or skate due to balance issues (yet I love motorbikes!), have no manual dexterity or motor skills ergo I can't sew or anything like that (yet I can play piano), don't have good coordination and won't wear perfume or makeup as I don't like strong aromas or having anything touching my skin. I have always had social issues and hate using public transport, in fact I won't use it.
I also hate background music on things I watch on YouTube. Where possible, I mute it.
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'That Government is best which governs least' - Henry David Thoreau. Tomas, ta tú mo ghrá, mo chroí, mo agam agus mo rogha, a chara. Go deo.
Cheers, Cassandra. Back when I was a child, the teachers objected to the fact that I wouldn't mix with others and used to make me do so. This happened in both Ireland and England. A child psychologist even said that I was 'naughty'.
I cannot ride a bike or skate due to balance issues (yet I love motorbikes!), have no manual dexterity or motor skills ergo I can't sew or anything like that (yet I can play piano), don't have good coordination and won't wear perfume or makeup as I don't like strong aromas or having anything touching my skin. I have always had social issues and hate using public transport, in fact I won't use it.
I also hate background music on things I watch on YouTube. Where possible, I mute it.
I cannot swim, or drive or have a conversation while I am walking down steps - I just fall over.I fall over a lot. I trained myself to be sociable, I had to, but I know the spectrum is huge and affects us all in different ways and we all find our level. My youngest daughter is autistic and has cerebral palsy. She develops obsessions and has no shades of grey. She either likes you or dislikes you and she is painfully honest. Luckily though, she was born at a time when these things were better understood (she will be 40 this year) and went to an amazing special school which gave her a lot of positivity.
It's a great pity the right of free speech isn't based on the obligation to say something sensible.
To me, the change of the name to sandwich cream makes no sense at all. I don't have it any more as I prefer to make my own dressings, but when I did eat it I would put it on salad to liven up bland lettuce. Or I would put a small amount on a salad sandwich.
To call it sandwich cream suggests that it would be used for anything that's in a sandwich form ....... Nutella and salad cream, jam and salad cream etc etc. Lovely! 🙄
Maybe I just don't like change but they should leave well alone. I still call Cif, Jif, I no longer buy chocolate but a snickers bar will always be a marathon and starburst will always be opal fruits. These name-changing companies might want to move with the times, but I'm proud to be stuck in a rut.
Snickers is such a daft name, Toril. I, too, eat Marathons (but can't run them!).
Respecting your daughter's shades of grey, Cassandra, I feel the same way. Something either is or isn't, especially in place names. For instance, if you say you live near Glasgow, I say you don't because in my book you either live in Glasgow (or wherever) or you don't.
I also have obsessions and I think you all know the main one!
'That Government is best which governs least' - Henry David Thoreau. Tomas, ta tú mo ghrá, mo chroí, mo agam agus mo rogha, a chara. Go deo.