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SALUT SALOPES

Please Mummy it’s sunny outside and I’d like to go somewhere exciting and do something interesting WELL YOU FUCKING CAN’T BECAUSE IT’S ALL FUCKING CLOSED
 
I managed to revive those dying hair clippers enough to do about two thirds of my head. Hopefully I'll manage to get them going again to finish it off, although part of me wonders whether leaving it as it is, heading into work tomorrow and seeing if anyone passes comment.
 
SALUT SALOPES

Please Mummy it’s sunny outside and I’d like to go somewhere exciting and do something interesting WELL YOU FUCKING CAN’T BECAUSE IT’S ALL FUCKING CLOSED

It must be awful for people who aren't old enough to remember the ENNUI of SUNDAYS before the SUNDAY TRADING ACT 1994

Now we're all AU FAIT with the meaning of the old expression 'A MONTH OF SUNDAYS'
 
I’m back in the hammock and planning a balcony BBQ this afternoon, so have been to the fish market to get some fresh squid and king prawns.

I AM SO BORED OF STAYING IN!
 
I managed to revive those dying hair clippers enough to do about two thirds of my head. Hopefully I'll manage to get them going again to finish it off, although part of me wonders whether leaving it as it is, heading into work tomorrow and seeing if anyone passes comment.

Our manager was threatening to do his over the weekend - he's taken tomorrow off but we're all on tenterhooks to see what he comes in with.

But, he's the manager so it's a different ballgame. A colleague who has a bad DIY haircut will get sympathy and a mild ribbing, a manager will get trauma-level abuse for the same.
 
Taking the family out for a walk as a unit today. Fuck the h8rs. We're going mental.
 
Also going to have a nosy at a house I've seen for sale around the corner, and I mean around the corner, I can practically see it from my office. Its got huge potential for making a few quid, and its only just gone on. Got a feeling the market will drop in the next few months so could be a time to pounce. That said I lost £20k on my last house so you know, I'm hardly Phil Spencer.
 
I've got to cut Mr S's hair again RIGHT NOW :square:

I want to set up my own online radio station so I can program it to play CALL ME by SPAGNA on HEAVY ROTATION. I don't know why
 
I helped do Mr Ag's hair this morning.

I feel rotten with hay fever.
 
Today I have been taking care of lockdown business. I have reviewed the mixtape I was sent on The Fall forum and am now merely awaiting mine being reviewed before I post my "reveal" which I have already written. I have also done a piece for a livestream which is usually skyped in performanaces or pre-made videos but as I can't make videos, they're going to knock something up. I'm having to start saying no to stuff because keyworker and still busy, which some people don't quite get.
 
Slightly relieved I've got to go to work tomorrow. Probably regret it once I'm there, but right now the prospect of knowing I'm out of the house for the day tomorrow is keeping me sane.
 
I had a glass of red wine with tea earlier, but wasn’t feeling it at all. I had a few sips but the rest went down the sink. For me that is rather worrying. :wired:
 
I’ve had a bottle and a half of wine. Or maybe two. I forget.

Anyway, Grease is on Channel 4 and I’ve popped new sheets on the bed, so it’s all good.
 
Oh shit, just remembered I'm on the early shift at work this week. Bollocks.
 
I am watching the One World: Together at Home concert. Stevie Wonder really has still got it. Paul McCartney much less so.
 
I'm about to make little Kylie a birthday card as the ones I ordered haven't arrived :(

I found a box of stuff in the basement yesterday my mum had handed over, there was a folder with cards from my early birthdays I’d never looked at.

On my 2nd birthday my mum and dad sent me separate cards!
 

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