Perhaps you should use it on your neighbour?
Like this. Like this a lot.
I shall play Ride of the Valkyries at full belt whilst doing so
I love the smell of a deep-fat fryer in the eveningā¦
Smells like Victory
Youāve been lurking on LinkedIn againā¦
My wife and I are just settling down to our first afternoon intravenous Detol infusionā¦and a Digestive biscuit.
My mateās wife who i posted about the other day passed away last night. This has suddenly got a bit real. Poor guy, what can you say, there are no words are there.
Gut wrenchingā¦so sad, this is real life not a numbers game, fuckinā horrible.
You want to to try los testĆculos del vecino.
Thatāll put a smile on your face.
What are you doing using a kitchen fryer? Thatās her job. If she squawks about that, remind her whose job it was to fix the bog.
Fairly easy day in the office. Put my tunes on and the service manager was pleased with the music and we had a chat about bands we like. Quite a lot of crossover.
My fave admin person got us chips. It was nice to see some other humans.
Then at 16.40 a call comes in. Thankfully can wait until Monday but ffs.
Got home ans encountered a rather sweaty topless man as I entered the building. He was off to sit in out car park again. This time with his partner. Each to their own.
Pilfered from my own FB.
There has been much talk of a return to normality. Frankly, I donāt think thatās on the cards.
This crisis has affected so many people, whether theyāve contracted COVID-19 or not.
Most of us are in self-isolation and are very rapidly getting a sense of what it is we actually need.
I think a lot of folk are going to justifiably conclude that we didnāt actually need what we thought we needed.
Itās not a new thought to me. My sister was injured in a road traffic accident when she was eleven, and since then, Iāve long wondered why we actually needed to get to places so quickly.
What we actually need is for people to be fed, housed, educated and safe. We didnāt do a good job on that before this crisis hit.
Letās not forget that lesson. Let us never return to normal.
I done a zoom with the chaps I play 5 aside with. I think it was good. Iāve ended up pissed a bit early. Iāll have to listen to more music now and make Mrs Fatso angry.
So weāve been getting a bit annoyed with our upstairs neighbours as they have been a bit noisy. So today things go a bit weird. Another neighbour put a photo up on our facebook group to.say our upstairs neighbours have a dead pigeon in their balcony netting. Another neighbour mentioned theyāve notified them about this but theyāre in Wales on lockdown.
Really looking forward to the pigeon decomposing above us.
Also who is making that noise?! It really sounds like them.
Squatters?
Other option is the noise is coming from another upstairs flat which isnāt directly above us. Iāve thought some of the noise sounds like a kid running up and down and they donāt have kids.
A spooky ghost?
Chill. Its obv Frannie living upstairs