“An Overwhelming Surplus of Diggity”

Two young lads from my street just knocked on my door and asked if I wanted my car washing. Course I said yes. Gave them a tenner (the only cash I had). Their eyes LIT up (think they were expecting a couple of coins, bless them). So sweet. 🫧 ♥️ 🫧

Home made chicken pie, wines various and double Traitors with the kids this evening. Bit wild outside, so it’s extra cosy. Pigs in shit. 💫

Or Always Ultra.

P.S. Don’t tell me about Ultravox. Cheers.

Going for an ultrasound this aft. Was thinking ‘Ultrasound would be a great name for a band’. Turns out, there was such a band in the 90s (of course). So. Yeah. That’s that really.

Yes. It was the pudding that I was saying was 1970s style in my post.

Highly likely, Chris. 🤭

Just got this message from my daughter. We were going to it for a laugh. I MEAN… COME ONNNNNN. 🔮

That went with the normal/blonde sponge at my school.

Had a PROPER 1970s school dinner pudding today at work (which is a school). Don’t usually have the canteen food but it was an INSET day, so was provided. Bloody lovely, it was. (The main was chicken katsu curry).

Here, Bruce is asking ‘Are you SURE you want salt and pepper ribs AND chicken satay skewers?’

‘Sixth Sense’ film and a Chinese takeaway happening right now at Warbis Towers with the kids (26 & 29) 💫

Interviewing the inventor of napalm about his hats

Sat next to a crying baby for the entire flight. I don't mind though. Feel like they were the only other passenger who truly grasped the unnatural horror of our undertaking. Man does not belong to the sky. The real monsters are those who remain silent.

** falls down **

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