North American tubs are not grippable, so people can slip as they try to get in or out of the tub.

The old man affectionately mussed his grandson's hair.

Vive la France!

Viva for the cheese monkeys? That's how you must have call them in 2003.

Gong-scourers were paid to go into these cesspits and scoop out the mess, which came in two layers: squidged-together solid goo at the bottom, and foul yellowy-brown liquid on top.