monday just before noon's not a moment too soon, to drop in for a drink at the drones

'ning
gloomygrey continues
stroll up to dentist, cafe stroll, wfh, bubbly
gloomygrey continues
stroll up to dentist, cafe stroll, wfh, bubbly
my bike - faster than god's and twice as shiny
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Did queenie strain her back carrying an MF to the memorial/
First 100% pure Colombian of the day in progress. Gym sesh this morning. Off to see the Aussie Floyd in action this evening, first proper indoor gig event since... since the world changed.
I don't suppose living in that there Londinium you have been to see it?
I saw 'Fools for love' at that really small theatre that I forget the name of and saw Juliette Lewis in the buff.
All for the joy of sitting in a car park. Actually, 2 different car parks. At least this is the final week of taxi duty for this round of treatment. Neurosurgeon today recommended having a few weeks off after this lot, and starting the new year with a fresh set of MRI scans and another major op to kick things off.
In other news, first attempt at machining a dovetail joint worked out ok. I've a few small projects to make and figured I'd try and make them as difficult as possible with some decorative joinery.
Might swim, might not.
#ouch
Maybe they're just messing with your head: you'll turn up next Monday and they'll ask why you didn't show up today.
today i passed a cafe, it had a sign offering "curated salad bowls"
there's not enough napalm in the world
last week we saw private lives, in the sticks (richmond), had a box with proper seats and a bottle of bubbly, good art deco set, patricia hodge remained clothed throughout
ffs Stevo, its a spare room in a blindingly lovely house. fuckingman cave..
Shurely not. I mean, that's barely 2 glasses out of 1 bottle.
Smashed my left thumb with a hammer. It's thore. Bloody thore. The nail is black. Bloody black.
(Probably not as thore as an snapped Achilles tendon. Apparently, it's like a gun going off).
Had to unblock septic tank over flow.
Just about to serve dinner and I said to Mrs P - it's pi$$ing down out there.
No it wasn't, it is the damn ball coc.k on the main water reservoir not shutting off and water was pouring out of the overflow*. Another job for tomorrow. No more hitches please.
*At least that works.