tuesday in the quantum foam

'ning
gym, a heady swirl of wfh and cafes
autumn seems to be settling in, looks like it's going to get soggy with it
gym, a heady swirl of wfh and cafes
autumn seems to be settling in, looks like it's going to get soggy with it
my bike - faster than god's and twice as shiny
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Breakfast No.2
snack
lunch
snack
snack
Dinner
snack
dessert
snack
bed
hmmmm, should really do some work in there, go get kiddy from school and pick up package from amazon locker .... if I do the latter I can also buy a snack whilst I am there
don't have time for real food, its going to have to be the emergency energy bar
Climbing again tonight, my elbow is starting to fall off though which is unfortunate
Morning folks,
Not so sunny in cloudy and moist Hanworth today. Out for beer and curry with the branch managers and some of the bosses tonight. Bloody phone is ringing, how do I make it stop without talking to anyone? That did it, ignore it and it goes away. Work avoidance is the order of the day. Oh, ballcocks! Now there's a flashing light to tell me I have a message. I might have to do something about that. There's a sequence of buttons I can press to make the light go out without listening to the message. Might go and make a coffee now.
Marin Nail Trail
Cotic Solaris
He ought to be shot really.
Me sizing, pointing, tiling, skimming me. In no particular order.
It's monsoon season.
Laters.
Well trail marathon - tick
I'm thinking about an ultra
Maybe this 'ultra' will fulfil the intention. Unless it's actually two laps around the Jacket potato van.
Do they still have jacket potato vans? I haven't seen one since approx. 1991.
You have never been to Birmingham?! Dudley high street is littered with them. If you want posh, go to 'Solly' (Solihull). You can get a Jacket potato with Coleslaw in Solly.
Due to working near the van at least twice a week and having a pub pal with a potato farm - I eat a lot of jp's
I censored you not.
Which meant for school averse individual's we could travel from Wolverhampton to Birmingham using the 79 bus to buy freshly made doughnuts from the bullring. A favourite pastime while on the upper deck was to place a bag over the periscope window which the driver used to check on the user deck, jam a pencil in the latch of the rear window which meant the alarm wouldn't go off and then open up the window and egg anyone we didn't like the look of as we went past.
One of the smells of my childhood is freshly made doughnuts
Desmond Tutu
Maybe - I really enjoyed the marathon, but maybe because I've spent year mountain biking in the woods and remembered a lot of bits
I remember this too! Never went to the Bullring for doughnuts though, I was probably a bit young. I do remember buying those WMPTE travel card things where you rubbed the date off with a coin, and you could travel anywhere on the train. We used to go to Beatties in the Palisades above New St station and gawp at the remote controlled cars and model railways.
Marin Nail Trail
Cotic Solaris
ah, the days of proper bakers
used to be one between eaton square and victoria, the very thought of it is making me giddy with memories of cakes and crusty rolls, plus they sold walters crisps (NOT walkers) which may have been the world's best potato-based snacks ever
Morning of coffee and croissants and dealing with absolute retards and their censored ups. May move to vodka.
Need some new cycling shoes, I say need I mean want. Along with some tyres for another set of wheels,
Crudder
CX
Toy
Marin Nail Trail
Cotic Solaris
Tried and failed as well. Although I have many a friend that succeeded
Monsoon here too. WFW
Don't say I didn't warn you.
...and that's why (as you have the greatest wisdom in these matters) you need to contribute in the 'Not for the Vicar thread'.
but i shall endeavour to peruse said thread
Bruiser
Panzer
Commuter
"I spent most of my money on birds, booze and fast cars: the rest of it I just squandered." [George Best]
I can only presume that the elder brethren are remembering that age scale with sentiment and web searches for Viagra. I say this 'cos it's all gone quite.
Flaneur is audibly gulping at the prospect of the sands running out.