I just love that this is the most famous DJ in Poland
Marek Sierocki
Tells you all you need to know about my life hereā¦
I just love that this is the most famous DJ in Poland
Marek Sierocki
Tells you all you need to know about my life hereā¦
Pete WodaczÅowiek?
What does the Polish Michaela Strachan look like?
Well, hopefully Mrs P_F will start work soon in the Village shop. Considering she ran huge Designer Furniture stores in the sandpit & then sold advanced mobile app solutions it is shit but finally some income towards the food Billās.
As a result Harvest was moved forward a week or so.
Quiz time.
Name this Vodka based drink
Vodka and carrot juice.
Nope. Good effort.
Itās a Bloody Mary Spicy!
Mrs P_F planted some Yellow Tomatoes they are sweeter & juicier than the red ones.
We have tons of the buggers so she made Yellow Tomato Juice.
Yummy and REALLY weird!
My second guess was a bloody mary that youād pissed in
Well itās worth a tryā¦
Take a film crew, sounds like a great idea for a Netflix show.
Litsl does weird shit that hurts while not wearing one of Goaties masks
Thereās something a bit Royston Vacey (The League of Gentlemen) about that yogi.
Sign me up.
Do we call you the Great horned (Horny?) owl now?
How long is a āLunar secondā.
Only at the sessions I do for the Girl Guides Over 16s.
28 of your Earth seconds.
Whatās all this shouting?
Sheās a local yogi for local people.
Weāll have no trouble here!
Not sure about the genitalia origami, I donāt think my old equipment would be up to that. The best days of the old chapās mattress gymnastics are long behind him. Sadly.
Meet me at Baddesley Rec tomorrow by the swings, Iāll let you have some blue bombers
The lockdown diaries are re-open for business.
The Secret Diaries of Paul Alan Taylor, aged 45 and a half
It has been a trying old week. Gingora, now back at work, leaves the bed empty bar for the dog each morning. The dog, as has been mentioned before, has no longer any fucks left to give.
Absent the missusā cruel tutelage, I am concerned that the dog will misbehave. Specifically, I am worried that Iāll wake with a dog log on my forehead. As I said, no more fucks.
I also hear Iām a racist. I should hasten to add that this is not the official position of Sotonians. We shouldnāt all be racists now.
Besides, after having a look into it, and realising that most of my day is spent coding, and in the evenings I like a nice beer and a smoke, I canāt devote myself full-time to the olā racism.
Besides, Iām not really thatās sure itās compatible with my life arrangements. Iāve got a shitload of brown relatives whoād be upset and I donāt want to upset. Incidentally, Iāve never got any hint they think Iām a racist.
As a matter of fact, I consider my grandfather, who hails from Karachi to be considerably more dodgy than I am.
I remember him saying once āI donāt believe in mixed marriageā, after discussion of yet another of his grandchildren deciding for a non-white partner.
I simply said āgranddad, are you mental? You married a white lady. YOU PUT THIS IN US!!!ā.
I know that standard operating Sotonians woke procedure to cut this person out of my life for the degradation of the merest fraction of a snowflake melting.
Somehow, I still have strong ties with the man. Must be the racism