Cold enough for soup in an Alton Towers souvenir mug (and other expressions of complete nonsense):
See also: Mild enough for pickled herring.
These are just fleeting thoughts from the heartland of the UK's colonial dustbin somewhere beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Don't expect too much and you won't feel let down. As ever AI and old age are to blame. I'll just leave it there ...
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