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Newsweek
a day ago
- Newsweek
Dog Owner Spots Food Missing—Security Cam Catches Culprit Red-Handed
Based on facts, either observed and verified firsthand by the reporter, or reported and verified from knowledgeable sources. Newsweek AI is in beta. Translations may contain inaccuracies—please refer to the original content. The moment a dog took her chances to grab a few snacks from an unattended pantry left viewers in stitches. Living in a household with kids, the dog—a Cane Corso named Margot—knows there will be crumbs falling from time to time. A recent incident happened when a pantry door was left open, which often occurs in this household. This was Margot's one chance to create a feast for herself; however, a home security camera captured her attempted crime. The security camera footage, which was shared on the TikTok account @mydogmargot on June 27, showed Margot walking out of the doggy door and onto the deck. She scanned the area, making sure no one was around. Then, scurrying back inside, Margo went straight for the unattended pantry. The next clip shows Margot coming back outside with a jug of animal crackers. But that was just her appetizer. The dog went back and forth to the pantry, each time carrying out a new snack—tortillas, cheese. She traveled down the stairs and into the yard to enjoy herself in peace. And, if it weren't for the security camera, she would've had a five-course meal. Screenshots from a June 27 TikTok video of a cane corso stealing food from the pantry and bringing it outside to enjoy in peace. Screenshots from a June 27 TikTok video of a cane corso stealing food from the pantry and bringing it outside to enjoy in peace. @mydogmargot/TikTok The owner revealed that this incident is not uncommon in the house. No food is safe with Margot always on the prowl. Margot knows how to capitalize on the children's habits of leaving the pantry open or snacks out. "They also leave their snack out and don't put them back, so she's opportunistic," the owner told Newsweek via TikTok. Despite Margot only taking what was rightfully displayed in the open, the caption revealed she wouldn't get away with it. Neither would the kids. The caption reads: "Somebody is grounded." Viewer Reactions The TikTok video reached over 1.4 million views and 189,700 likes within four days. People couldn't stop laughing at Margot's calculated plan, defending her actions. "Girl dinner... don't see what the issue is here," commented a viewer. A second person wrote: "But do you have proof he wasn't donating them to the less fortunate????? DIDN'T THINK SO." Another added: "Ok, but let's salute the pup. Takes all the snacks outside, not making a mess in the pantry." Someone else applauded his choices: "Flawless appetizer and main course choices here. I assume the kids are the correct ones being grounded bc what could be his crime? Good taste!!?" Do you have funny and adorable videos or pictures of your pet you want to share? Send them to life@ with some details about your best friend, and they could appear in our Pet of the Week lineup.
North Wales Live
3 days ago
- Health
- North Wales Live
The soothing drink that could help you sleep as UK temperatures soar
As the UK prepares for one of the hottest days of the year with temperatures expected to hit a scorching 35C in some areas, many are facing sleepless nights. In an effort to beat the heat and get some rest, people are ditching their duvets, wriggling restlessly, and even dangling a leg out of bed to stay cool. However, there might just be a simple beverage that could transform your restless nights into peaceful slumber. Dreams' sleep expert Sammy Margo has highlighted matcha as the drink of choice, which is not only trending online but also boasts benefits beyond its social media fame, reports Surrey Live. Though typically considered a daytime refreshment, consuming matcha before bedtime could be surprisingly beneficial. Margo points out: "Its calming properties may help to soothe any afternoon or pre-bedtime anxieties. Sign up for the North Wales Live newsletter sent twice daily to your inbox "In fact, some people even make low-caffeine or ceremonial-grade matcha part of their mindful evening routine to wind down gently. However, if you're sensitive to caffeine, it's best to listen to your body and consider enjoying it earlier in the day." Research featured on PubMed extols the virtues of matcha for older adults, even those with Alzheimer's. The study indicates: "The present study suggests regular consumption of matcha could improve emotional perception and sleep quality in older adults with mild cognitive decline. "Given the widespread availability and cultural acceptance of matcha green tea, incorporating it into the daily routine may offer a simple yet effective strategy for cognitive enhancement and dementia prevention." Encouraging individuals to hold off on the coffee, she points out that "unlike coffee, which can sometimes upset your stomach or cause acid reflux - therefore impacting your sleep, matcha may be gentler on the tummy and less acidic. That may make it a great choice to try if you have a sensitive stomach, or find your sleep gets thrown off by digestive issues". We all enjoy sticking to our routine as much as possible, and if that includes a morning coffee, it could be difficult to let go. However, if you experience an afternoon slump, it might be worth investigating whether your coffee is the culprit. The sleep expert elaborated: "While coffee might give you a quick jolt of energy, it often comes with the drastic afternoon crash and can leave you feeling wired well into the evening. "Matcha, conversely, is known to provide a smoother, more balanced boost and compared to regular tea, matcha contains a higher concentration of caffeine and antioxidants, offering a more sustained and focused energy. "That's thanks to L-theanine, an amino acid that works alongside its gentle caffeine content to create a calm, focused energy. It may help to keep you alert without overstimulating your system, making it much easier to unwind and setting you up for a good night's sleep." Consider swapping your regular cuppa for matcha, as it could help you dodge that dreadful afternoon slump set to hit in a few hours. And not forgetting the extra benefit: it's abundant in antioxidants, which are just the ticket for overnight recovery. Margo pointed out that EGCG (Epigallocatechin Gallate), a potent plant compound predominantly found in green tea, "helps your body repair cells and fight inflammation". Margo added: "While it might not directly help you fall asleep, it may support your body's overnight recovery, so you may wake up feeling more refreshed and ready to take on the day."
Daily Mail
23-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Daily Mail
Video shows 'guests' at Disneyland Paris wedding rehearsal ahead of 'fake' marriage of 'scared and confused' nine-year-old Ukrainian girl to a British man in his 20s before his arrest
Eerie footage of an alleged 'wedding' between a 22-year-old Brit and nine-year-old girl at Disneyland Paris has been shared. The fairy-tale Sleeping Beauty castle was the backdrop for the £111,000 'social media' stunt, accompanied with musicians, a cake and chairs for hundreds of guests. The popular tourist attraction was hired out before it was open to the public early on Saturday morning but were not aware the event was allegedly being held for a minor. Around 100 seated guests were waiting for the ceremony to start as a female violin trio played at dawn before a stage strewn with flowers. A French broadcaster, BFM, shared the weird footage , as well as an image of a pink ribbon bracelet that read 'Margo & Jack 21st June 2025'. The Brit was arrested after park staff were shocked to see the 'scared and confused' child turn up for the event wearing what was said to be a bridal dress and four-inch heels taped to her feet, according to French newspaper Le Parisien. Her mother, who is believed to be of Ukrainian heritage and was later arrested, had reportedly said she wanted her daughter to feel like a Disney 'princess' for the day, according to DW. The girl is said to have been carried around because she could not walk in the extravagant costume. Alongside her family, 200 adult guests and 100 children aged five to 15 had been hired online for what was bizarrely advertised as a 'chic and elegant' 'rehearsal' wedding, Le Parisien reported. They were allegedly paid €200 and had to 'enter the room, sit down, stand up, applaud, and participate naturally and elegantly in this event filmed in a festive and classy atmosphere'. But organisers had booked the park for a function they said would be a genuine wedding ceremony. Police arrived on scene and took the man into custody along with the girl's 41-year-old mother. The 'groom' - who the mother allegedly said was a 'friend' - later told police the aim had been to make a video for social media. A statement issued by the prosecutor's office in the nearby town of Meaux said: 'Four people were arrested and questioned: the groom, who was believed to be the organiser of the event and is presumed to be British and aged 22; the mother of the child, a 41-year-old Ukrainian woman; and two Latvian nationals aged 55 and 24.' The 55-year-old has claimed he was recruited to play the role of the bride's father for 12,000 euros but discovered last minute she was nine years old, local news reports. The prosecutor's statement added 'police custody of the British suspect and a Latvian national was also extended on charges of fraud and money laundering'. Disneyland Paris was reportedly deceived about the nature of the event, with the organiser assuming the 'identity of a Latvian national' and using 'false documents to secure the conclusion of the contract for privatising the park', BFM TV reports. The event costs the organisers $130,000 (£111,000), BFM added. However, Le Parisien reported that the man had presented himself 'as a future Irish groom living in Germany'. They highlighted that filming at Disneyland Paris is strictly forbidden and so 'the man may have devised this subterfuge to obtain images of the park'. Disneyland Paris told Le Parisien the event was immediately shut down by its team and that guests were stopped from entering the premises. The prosecutor's office confirmed today that a criminal investigation has opened. Circumstances around the wedding remain unclear, but a medical examination of the young girl found she had not suffered any violence, the prosecutor's office said. Officials added they were not ruling out that the event may have been a prank, with the guests attending as possible 'extras'. The groom had said that he was the director of a production company and they were shooting a video, a police source later told Le Parisien. A source who claimed to have been a wedding guest told Le Parisien: 'We all thought we were going to attend a wedding... Everyone was stunned, no one expected it. Disneyland did things very well. 'They cancelled everything as soon as they realized the bride was a child. We were shocked to see that.' The extras said they had been driven from central Paris on buses at 5am and handed pink bracelets with the names of the 'bride and groom' printed on them. 'Guests' were told filming was to remain strictly confidential - white chairs, a large cake, musicians and a castle were in place to make the ceremony look realistic, BFM reports. One extra, named Yeleen, who attended the ceremony with her daughter, said: 'I saw a little girl dressed in white. I saw her hair prepared with curls and a lady picking her up in her arms. 'At that moment, I was shocked. I realised when I saw the child. It was atrocious.' The prosecutor's office later explained: 'So it wasn't a wedding, but a staged wedding filmed with around a hundred extras. They privatized Disneyland Paris, pretending it was a real wedding.' The prosecution has charged the two suspects with 'fraud and breach of trust' against Disneyland Paris. They will both be brought before the Meaux judicial court today as part of the opening of a judicial investigation.
Spectator
20-06-2025
- Entertainment
- Spectator
The Good Life simply wasn't very good
A new documentary is to be screened later this year celebrating 50 years of everybody's favourite 1970s sitcom The Good Life. I will not be joining in with the festivities. During the two-hour show, 85-year-old Penelope Keith, who played the irascible Margo Leadbetter, will revisit some of the original locations, including Kewferry Road in Northwood, which stood in for fictional Acacia Avenue in Surbiton – I can feel your excitement growing. The producers have also promised to recreate some of the creaky old sets – OK, calm down at the back. While I'm all for a bit of nostalgia, do we really need to keep reminding ourselves how innocent TV sitcoms were before alternative comedy took a rubber sledgehammer to anything produced before 1979? 'I'm not watching the bloody Good Life,' screamed an incensed Vivian in an episode of The Young Ones. 'It's so bloody nice… confirming the myth that everyone in Britain is a loveable middle-class eccentric.' I'm afraid I'm with Viv on this one. For me, it wasn't just The Good Life's cardboard sets that wobbled but the entire flimsy concept. Margo and Jerry Leadbetter and their new age neighbours, Tom and Barbara Good (surely one of the weakest title puns ever), were certainly loveable, but they felt more like upper-middle-class Hampstead types than drab suburbanites stuck in dead-end jobs. Margo was supposed to be a middle-class snob with delusions of grandeur, but she looked and sounded like a proper aristocrat with her brusque demeanour and cut-glass accent. Unlike Alison Steadman's brilliant turn as Bev in Abigail's Party, Mike Leigh's tragic take on sweaty middle-class angst, Margo never had the contorted vowels and carefully concealed coarseness that made Bev so excruciatingly authentic. Margo just felt like a dotty dowager who'd accidentally wandered into a house full of naff Dralon furniture. No wonder she looked so fed up. And was anyone surprised when Ms Keith went on to play Lady Fforbes-Hamilton in To the Manor Born, a part far more in keeping with her style? Felicity Kendal's Barbara also felt hopelessly out of place with her scrummy head-girl cutesiness and Sloaney-haired confidence – again, hardly your typical Surbiton type. We all fancied Babs, but did anyone believe she had sacrificed everything for the sake of the planet? As for the urbane Jerry, I didn't buy for one moment that he worked for a two-bit company designing plastic toys for cereal packets – it wasn't even an amusing conceit. The late Paul Eddington, a fine actor, imbued Jerry with the easy wit and debonair charm of a country squire or possibly a gentleman sleuth; he'd have made an interesting Bond for sure – but a humble draughtsman from the arse end of south-west London? Gimme a break. And if Felicity Kendal's treacly Barbara and Richard Briers's winsome Tom had been so keen on self-sufficiency, why didn't they just sell up and move to a smallholding in Suffolk? Neither couple appeared to have any children, so what were they even doing festering in the drab 'burbs? Looking back, nothing about the series rang true. The idea that installing a mangy goat and a couple of pigs in a suburban garden meant you never had to go shopping again was for the birds. Speaking of which, Margo would surely have had the Goods evicted on discovering they had named their recently acquired cockerel Lenin. The noise! The politics! No wonder Margo and Jerry became so concerned about their potty neighbours. Imprisoning farmyard animals in unsanitary conditions was surely a matter for the RSPCA. And if I'd been Barbara, I'd have told my penny-pinching hubby where to shove his second-hand loom. In 1975, you could pick up an old jumper from Oxfam for 20p, so why put your wife through the hell of having to weave a new one, which would have cost a lot more anyway? Unless, of course, they were virtue signalling their green credentials to those horribly rapacious neighbours: 'Jerry, I've scoured Bond Street,' as Margo famously lamented. A well-executed stereotype can distil the essence of a character, making them a perfect comedy foil 1970s sitcoms lived or died on the quality of their stereotypes. Warren Mitchell's Alf Garnett was completely believable as a cartoon bigot, as was Leonard Rossiter's absurdly over-the-top landlord Rigsby. John Cleese's portrayal of a middle-class hotelier on the verge of a nervous breakdown wasn't exactly subtle, but we instantly recognised the type. Back then, Brits tended to remain in their silos, only glimpsing how the other half lived via TV sitcoms. I doubt many BBC producers had ever met an actual Albert Steptoe, but Wilfrid Brambell's grotesque interpretation of a rag-and-bone man was real enough to carry a brilliant script. The reason The Good Life characters didn't work was because we couldn't place them properly. Nowadays, of course, we flinch at the idea of stereotypes, assuming they will always be crudely drawn depictions of reality. In fact, a well-executed stereotype can distil the essence of a character, making them a perfect comedy foil. With society becoming increasingly atomised, writers have lost the art of creating believable stereotypes; today, we demand complexity and back stories even from two-dimensional superheroes. The genius of 1970s sitcoms was their ability to hold up a madly distorted but instantly recognisable mirror to the tragicomedy we call life. Unfortunately, The Good Life's situational setting failed to match the comedic stereotypes and therefore failed to tell us much about the human condition. That said, I still giggle whenever I think of Margo going head to head with her nemesis Miss Mountshaft, dictatorial leading light of the local music society. With a name like Mountshaft, perhaps 1970s sitcoms weren't quite as innocent as we like to think.
The Independent
19-06-2025
- Entertainment
- The Independent
Why Glasgow's food scene made me question living in London
As someone who grew up in – and still lives in – London, I've always pictured myself staying put. But lately, the mass closure of venues and pubs, the cost of living that means you can't breathe outside your house without spending 20 quid, and the audacity of landlords (posting a picture of a pile of dirty clothes instead of the room itself – seriously) has left me a bit disillusioned with the Big Smoke. It wasn't until I found myself in Glasgow 's Cat House – surrounded by sweaty Scottish grebos, Limp Bizkit's 'My Way' annihilating my eardrums, sipping on a £4 vodka lime soda (yes, four pounds) after a fantastic day of eating and exploring – that I started to seriously wonder if I was living in the wrong city. Speaking of eating: as much as I was tempted to try my first pizza crunch, it would have been plain silly considering what Glasgow's food scene has to offer. My first taste of this was at Margo on Miller Street. An extremely cool two-storey restaurant that oozes stylish sophistication, it's the sort of place where you'd be content if the food were merely fine – but it's not. Far from it. Unassuming 'chipsticks with taramasalata' turn out to be golden, 1000-layer potatoes the length of my forearm, perfect for plunging into expertly whipped fishy meze. Pork belly with beetroot ketchup is wonderfully fatty, juicy and earthy. Skate wing swimming in a lemony, buttery mussel sauce is cooked to the kind of perfection that reminds me why I eat out – there's no way I'd nail fish like this at home. The dense and fudgy 'bare bones chocolate nemesis' makes it into my top two desserts of all time, and at £7 it's less than half the price of The River Cafe's signature pud. For an aperitif, digestif or both (I won't judge), head downstairs to Sebb's basement bar – owned by the same group, Scoop. Boring cocktails these are not. A cherry sour with a lemon meringue head is obscenely good, as is the peach picker, which somehow tastes more of peach than an actual peach. As a very recent martini convert, I'm still kicking myself for missing their salty, vinegary 'chip shop' version, complete with an enormous pickled onion. They do the classics too, but I'd recommend being adventurous – Sebb's knows their way around a shaker. Just a short subway ride away on Great Western Road – that's right, Glasgow has a subway, take that TfL – is Michelin-starred Cail Bruich, one of only two starred restaurants in the city (the other is Unalome) and the only starred kitchen in Scotland headed by a woman: Lorna McNee. The menu packs in so much without spreading itself thin. It's supposedly seven courses but don't be fooled – it's closer to 10 once you include snacks, bread and dessert bites. Standouts include west coast brown crab atop a creamy Thai green sauce full of garden herbs, offset by crispy Granny Smith apple. It's fresh and creamy, rich and light – total balance and skill. Isle of Skye langoustine, bisque and ravioli topped with XO brings layered, umami flavours that just demand you sit back and let them unfold, grinning like an idiot. I could go on and on, but one that stuck with me was a teensy choux pastry filled with molten cheese – a reverse fondue so warm and comforting it was basically a hug in a bite. It's not just fine dining where women lead the way. There's B Corp-certified Dear Green coffee roasters, founded by Lisa Lawson in 2011 and named Roast Magazine 's 2024 Roaster of the Year – proof they care as much about ethics and the environment as they do about making bloody great coffee. Gaga, owned by Julie Lin, celebrates her Scottish and Malaysian heritage. As someone who recently discovered a mild allergy to prawns, gluten and peanuts, something has to be truly splendid to justify the inevitable eczema flare-up; I can confirm that a deep-fried prawn bao bun with coriander mayo absolutely qualifies. There are clever citrus twists too, like Sichuan fried chicken with orange zest and a spicy blood orange margarita. Don't skip the house pickles or nasi goreng. Then there's glorious Gloriosa, with Rosie Healey as head chef and owner. Sometimes you try something so good it ruins that thing everywhere else. Their springy, oily, bouncy focaccia blew every other version I've had clean out of the water. I don't think I can order focaccia again unless it's from here. Again, gluten worth it – same goes for the paccheri rigati beef ragu. A mountain of butterhead lettuce, shallot, soft herbs and ewe's curd is beautifully tangy and minty, while charred tropia onions with sherry vinegar and aioli taste like spring on a plate. Highly recommended for veggies and pescitarians – they're very well looked after here. If none of the puds tickle your pickle (which I doubt), pop a few doors down to Fat Sal's for proper Scottish ice cream. Their coconut flavour was a resounding 10/10. A trip to Scotland wouldn't be complete without a distillery visit. Despite my fantasy of being as cool as Don Draper, I still can't say I love whisky – but what they produce at Clydeside made me grimace a lot less than usual. I particularly liked their amber-coloured sherry cask, though our lovely tour guide Marnie warned me it could be at risk if nobody drinks actual sherry anymore. So if you like sherry-cask whisky, do your bit and buy some sherry! The last thing we ate before heading back to London with Avanti West Coast – a really nice way to travel, especially in first class, though it's maddening it costs so much more than flying – was a top-notch brunch at Henry's. Their pickle-topped bloody mary kicked aside the remnants of my £4-drink-induced hangover, as did a croissant stuffed with bacon, garlic, honey and brie – just £8. Another reminder that you can't get a breakfast of this standard in London without remortgaging your flat. As I leave, rethinking my entire existence – and whether London is really home after all – I know I've barely scratched the surface of Glasgow's restaurants, boozers, bars and venues, the abundance of gingers that mean I no longer feel like the odd one out, and quite literally the friendliest, funniest people on the planet. A resounding success. Glasgow, you have my heart – and I'm already planning my return.
