šŸ“š The Sotonians Lockdown & Beyond Diaries

I just love that this is the most famous DJ in Poland
Marek Sierocki

Tells you all you need to know about my life here…
:man_facepalming::sunglasses:

Pete Wodaczłowiek?

What does the Polish Michaela Strachan look like?

:rofl:
Nope.

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 Bill’s.
As a result Harvest was moved forward a week or so.


These are our large Reds drying ready for storing in the old fall out shelter/cellar. About the same volume of smaller Chat shit bang spuds.
Gonna have a few tonight - proper Cod & Chips with beer batter.

Quiz time.

Name this Vodka based drink

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Vodka and carrot juice.

Nope. Good effort.

It’s 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!

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My second guess was a bloody mary that you’d pissed in :grin::grin:

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Well it’s worth a try…

wet-yoga

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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

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There’s something a bit Royston Vacey (The League of Gentlemen) about that yogi.

Sign me up.

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Do we call you the Great horned (Horny?) owl now?

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How long is a ā€œLunar secondā€.

Only at the sessions I do for the Girl Guides Over 16s. :lou_lol:

28 of your Earth seconds.

What’s all this shouting?

She’s a local yogi for local people.

We’ll have no trouble here!

Not sure about the genitalia origami, I don’t think my old equipment would be up to that. The best days of the old chap’s mattress gymnastics are long behind him. Sadly.

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Meet me at Baddesley Rec tomorrow by the swings, I’ll let you have some blue bombers :smile::smile::smile:

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The lockdown diaries are re-open for business.

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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 missus’ cruel tutelage, I am concerned that the dog will misbehave. Specifically, I am worried that I’ll wake with a dog log on my forehead. As I said, no more fucks.

I also hear I’m a racist. I should hasten to add that this is not the official position of Sotonians. We shouldn’t 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 can’t devote myself full-time to the ol’ racism.

Besides, I’m not really that’s sure it’s compatible with my life arrangements. I’ve got a shitload of brown relatives who’d be upset and I don’t want to upset. Incidentally, I’ve never got any hint they think I’m 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 ā€œI don’t believe in mixed marriageā€, after discussion of yet another of his grandchildren deciding for a non-white partner.

I simply said ā€œgranddad, 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 :smiley:

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