Evening, DiS. Having a lovely time at the Women’s International 20 20 England vs South Africa in Derby.
England managed to put 26 on the board in the final over of the first half (poor Klaas!) for a respectable 176 total.
Play resumes!
If I was on a ferry, I’m not sure I’d want to see a show called “Under the Sea”.
gonna get some more chorizo pringles, spain must be great!
I only knew it as that because my granddad called it that when I was little and I never questioned it really, but according to a quick Google
“The centre of this flower depicts the loaves and fishes, surrounded by the multitudes that Jesus fed. The outer petals represent the disciples of Jesus. That is why it is called the passion flower.”
One of my favourites at work worked their last day today
This is actually good, not bad, because now we can just hang out and not worry about work hierarchies causing grief. I can also vent to them about work without feeling weird
Had a shave and trimmed my beard. Have been trying to grow it out for a few months but it looked terrible. Like overgrown pube and simultaneous neck beard. Kinda sucks I’ll never be a beard man.
“Manchester ACTUALLY sunniest city in the world, in shocking new discovery”
Watching the Hilda film, what a lovely lovely show
It was £42!
Report that various things that have happened in Manchester could ONLY have happened in Manchester
I’m watching Moonfall.
It might well be the worst film I’ve ever seen.
I had a blast with this in the cinema
You’re still correct though
Really enjoying Only Murders In The Building
Wor Lass wouldn’t believe it came out this year -the writing, acting and SFX would have been ridiculed in 2005.
Big time crush on Selena as a result of this
And probably the most I’ve liked Martin outside of Roxanne
Got some really good albums too
I dont think I have seen Martin Short before i anything. Sometimes he sounds like the Bill Gates guy off Nathan For You
Great fun show
Right so TW for death stuff
As I mentioned earlier I picked up my Nanna’s ashes earlier cause it’s her birthday today so I didn’t want her to spend her day in a back room. I actually didn’t pick my Dad up for four years because I enjoyed feeling like I’d won, given all those times he forgot to or was late to pick me up as a kid I’ll have the last laugh thank you. Anyway yeah so I picked her up and they gave me this surprisingly large box, a weirdly heavy box, and I assumed there would be an urn in there? So I opened it a few hours ago to have a nose and no no, no urn, she was just in a loosely wrapped baggy within the box? And I gasped because I was about to say “shit, sorry” cause I felt like I’d seen her naked or something but when I deeply inhaled I think I also inhaled some of her so long story short I’ve basically breathed in my own grandmother. I feel less weird about this than I should.