Wotcha!
Remember when Barrymore (Michael, not Drew) used to say ‘awight?!’ and John ‘Fash’ Fashanu used to say ‘AWOOGA!’
Having a pint and a read, then taking my life into my hands by road testing the Blyth Hill Tavern ahead of Saturday’s LME meat.
Elton John’s ‘Sacrifice’
Before that, catching @plasticniki imminently and helping her out with her hair.
What’s you folks doing?
Evening he_2, gonna have a crack at making this tonight as everyone who’s tried it raves about it
That looks and sounds lush.
Let us know how it goes.
Gotbackfromworknowofftowork
Been feeling the heft off cutlery in my hand in John lewis.
The heft directly correlates with price unfortunately.
Had a stinker of a day. Tomorrow will be even worse. Baby bathed, waiting for her to go down. Hopefully it’ll be easier than last night, a here she was a total dickhead a night. Je suis 
. Lasagne and herbal tea for dinner. Bed.
Doesn’t always follow, but when my two were bairns, better night’s tended to follow bad. Fingers crossed for you, man.
Edit - and the good lady too, of course.
First bad one in a long time. Up 6 times. So yeah, hoping she’s better tonight
Seeing let’s eat grandma 
CAN’T FUCKING WAIT TO GET MY HAIR CUT
Had a bad pizza last night which gave me terrible epimers during the night and through into the morning. Eerrrrrrwee too much cheesey fat late at night.
Still struggled into work as was on planning in the morning and feel bit better now, sacking off yoga to sit at home and eat toast though.
Warm innit?
This sounds like @he_2 is going to cut it for you. Let me warn you now… He has no experience.
Only if I can use a meat cleaver.
Having oven chips for dinner. I know someone who only cooks their oven chips until they aren’t frozen any more because he doesn’t have the attention span to wait until their crisp. He’s weird.
i dont really understand what’s going on then but okay
does he realise you can do other stuff while they cook? like you don’t need to sit and watch them the whole time
One of those times I look forward to some pre gig dining but have ordered something inedible, and am grimly trying to persevere because I can’t just leave a plate of uneaten food, but suffer with every bite
Passive aggressively absolutely fucking blasting the new SUMAC because the cunts next door are being noisy, even by their standards. I’m not really in the mood for listening to this, but I need the constant sound to cover the various whoops and shrieks.
