are you sure that isn’t a sweet potato

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This is definitely a thing isn’t it.

Just totted up and my neighbours are… French, Ukrainian, Lithuanian… And all friendly as heck.

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yeah i felt the same way when i lived in moss side. its way nicer than it was in the 90s when it was centre of the good ol’ manchester gun triangle, all the gangs got cleared out about 10 years ago now and its probably the only place ive lived where ive felt like a part of a proper community. oh i suppose chorlton i did as well but moss side felt like a community of normal people rather than indie dickheads

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i mean obviously i love my indie dickhead community more than life itself but still, normoes are good too

basically the only time you’ll ever interact with your english neighbours is if they’re complaining about you using the toaster at 9pm.

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yeah, the guy across the road with the massive fucking scar across his entire face who was definitely a retired gangster used to chat to us but only about where people had parked on the street really

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oh yeah, forgot about parking.

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it seemed to be the only thing he cared about in the world these days, which must have been quite a nice relaxing life for him after his career of, i assume, gun running

he was a genuinely terrifyingly intimidating man but he’d always keep an eye on your car as long as you parked it in the right place. also had a soft spot for our little dog

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So salty

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Hi tilts. Been a shit day on many counts so going to nap it out and maybe order something frivolous for myself later.

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Did have double saveloy and chips tho

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The like was for the frivolousness not the shitness :frowning: Xxx

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OIOIOIOI

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Same

Just finished work. Started at 7.30am. Haven’t sat down since I left the house this morning.

might get chinese tonight :thinking: whatsapp chinese twice in one week? is that allowed?

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Been to the hairdressers but they’re not blow drying so I now need to jump in the shower to rinse off my olaplex and then blowdry my own hair (which I’m rubbish at.)
Then a socially distanced dinner with some kind of traffic light system for toilets that is making me very glad that I’m a generally constipated person. What a nightmare if you need a poo urgently and you have to wait for a green light.