Just do it. Later.
I’m off to bed. Not sure why, I’ll be woken by fireworks and clanging at midnight anyway.
Just back from London which was busy and wet and cold and did I say busy? Feel like total crap and I’ve got to work tomorrow.
Oh no, I had it last Christmas. Not the best present. Hope you’re over it quickly.
Judging by the amount of time my son has been in the toilet, he’s regretting his festive dietary choices. Definitely a type 1.
I did Christmas dinner last night, with the intention of having leftovers today. Except there weren’t any 😩
6.30 here, but I’d slept really badly and had all sorts of weird dreams, so it may as well have been 2.30am again (their record).
Looking at this made me nostalgic for the days when perfume bottles were usable rather than shaped like shoes, or bananas, or the Pompidou Centre.
Yeah probably. Although he was a nice guy and we got on well. I’ll probably reply drunk one day 😬.
This (fab) picture reminded me that this week I forgot the word for spire and called it a “church prong”.
Some High, Lonely Tow’r, 2018 by UK printmaker Gail Brodholt, known for her depictions of the London transport and urban landscapes #womensart
I’ve got to “pop out” because despite buying enough cheese to start a shop, I forget to get cheddar, which is all the kids will eat.
About a month ago I got a Facebook messenger message from an old colleague I haven’t seen or heard from in 7 years. I’m still not sure how or whether to reply (or if he’s been hacked).
Briefly returned to the other place to find out if there was a new one of these for Christmas, and was NOT disappointed.
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I’ve pretty much avoided the news since 2016. Jury still out on whether it’s helped.
As someone who made an inedible attempt at a chocolate log yesterday, that looks lush.
Just walked past a large human poo outside Greggs. Enjoy your lunch everyone!
Well, I’ve just woken up to this and yes, I well remember the excitement of the carol bus. When I was v small I thought there were actual people inside it singing.
Mine broke up last Friday. I’m only just realising everywhere else seems to be later so I failed to exploit the situation. Good luck though!
I lose my sense of taste when I get a cold ( not just with covid) and that is THE WORST
Tbf where I am now the money is crap but currently my sanity is more important.
All I want for Christmas is a tuxedo cat and a massive coffee machine.
Nah. I changed career at 44 (albeit not by choice) and have never regretted it.