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We were in a Travel Inn the other night.
The coffee making kit contained an object called a “Dairy Strip.”
On investigation it turned out to be “Milk.”
They should force-feed a dictionary down the pillock who renamed it – without cream.
In my day a “dairy-strip” was what Farmer Giles paid the dairymaid to do at 5 o’clock on a spring morning.