I’d knock but you know social distancing and all that. I think there is a way to call from our intercom but that may be a bit weird.
I’ll seeth on here like a good Brit does.
I’d divorce your wife. That and thinking Bojo is doing a good job.
I’d knock but you know social distancing and all that. I think there is a way to call from our intercom but that may be a bit weird.
I’ll seeth on here like a good Brit does.
I’d divorce your wife. That and thinking Bojo is doing a good job.
Mate, you’re eating food out of a bucket.
We win.
Nom nom nom.
Beltch.
Genuinely not jel.
The Colonel’s secret is salt, specifically brining, and I wouldn’t make that KFC shit at home anyway.
I do Chick Fil A, except without funding religious fundamentalists, which is the sort of thing they used to do.
In today’s I’m not bored story.
I’ve got me beer & a blanket & am off to watch that Indie Band - Lyrids & The Starlinks.
Starlinks we 1st saw about 3 weeks ago in a tight grouped line. Last night I noticed they have two singletons up front then the rest follow much more spaced out
.Tbh I was gonna go for the football but then to my surprise just saw 2 meteors while having a smoke.
Mind you it is farking cold. I CAN DO THIS. I HAVE VODKA!
Nope too cold.
Instead
For the insomniacs among us looking for something to pass the time.
That was the big plan. Sky is perfect.
3C means it ain’t happening even though we got some long back reclining garden loungers on promo for it today!
They can be seen to to North East. Our balcony faces South. Maybe tomorrow then.
Do remember a vacation to France early 1990s prob late Jult earl August having a watch party at a BnB Maison type place watching the Summer version - maybe the Covids?
Was cool got REALLY Gargantuan
In praise of Halfords.
Off on the bike for my daily socially distanced exercise when the chain starts to jump gears. It was dangerous as it made me lose balance every time it slipped. So I made a mental note that when I got to Bishop’s Waltham, the place I was heading to next, I’d adjust the derailleur.
I get to the top of the hill just before Bishop’s Waltham and the chain locks nearly throwing me off the bike. The pedals won’t turn so I figure the chain has come off. Turns out that one of the links in the chain has twisted and the chain has nearly come apart. Push the bike down the hill and Mrs Bletch comes to pick me up.
Head to Halfords and ask if they can fix it. They frown and make apologetic noises. I explain that I’m a keyworker and should be riding it to work tomorrow and they tell me to leave it with them. Just got a call to tell me it’s done.
Feel a bit bad as whilst I do ride it to work, it’s only 2-3km and I could walk. Still it saved me the hassle of coming back after work, buying a chain and fitting it myself.
Good job Halfords!
Great job Halfords!
Such a shame though that all those genuine cases won’t be able to get to work tomorrow because their repairs got pushed back. Probably doctors and nurses, people doing proper jobs.
I’m not going to go into specifics but we’ve recently heard that someone, not in our house but in personal and sentimental terms hugely important, is showing all the symptoms of the virus.
This person works in a care home, is being tested tomorrow at a drive thru, and we’re all very worried - especially as there is a chronic asthmatic person that lives in the same house. Apparently, no shortage of PPE there, which is worrying in itself.
Shit has just got very real.
Yes, I think inevitably, sooner or later we will all be touched by this in one way or another. Had a call yesterday from a mate I drink with at the local, his wife was taken in a week ago, put on a ventilator Monday, he was told yesterday that if she doesn’t improve after 5 days they will have to review the situation. She’s only 38. Naturally the poor lad is in bits.
That’s shit
Got an update. The missus has just had a video chat and while our close personal associate is showing the symptoms, they are thankfully presently mild.
Apparently, the first notion that something might be wrong was when a korma was turned into a vindaloo due to lack of taste.
“My mouth felt tingly but otherwise it was fine”
Apparently this video conference was arranged because this person knew Gingora would panic the most.
Gingora is now most becalmed. Fingers crossed.
Our close and personal is back from her drive thru test. She has just posted a status on Facebook saying she was told she had a great gag reflex.
Questions must be asked, on all sides really, as to how she did not know this before!
Stuck in kitchen - boiling hot so have the doors open
Now the fucking cunty neighbour of bonfire infamy has got his chainsaw out FFS
Which also means the cunt is going light a fucking bonfire
I hope he cuts his fucking leg off
Cunt
If your doors are open he’s also certain to light a fucking barbecue. Cue the aroma of parrafin, followed swiftly by the rank stench of rancid burgers.
…perhaps a “tragic” fireball incident, you never know.