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Sadly not. Mother in laws memorial so we’re staying in Seaton Burn.

I’m in Newcastle.

Andrew Tate's twatty video only starts making any sense when you use different music

😀 never seen that sketch! Very funny. In my head I heard it like Rimmer (from Red Dwarf).

I get so tired of myself doing stuff like this.
- Asked how much something cost I can't help replying 'It was [e.g. 50] of your Earth pounds.'
??? no idea why.
I also say 'Buttons?' in a questioning sing-song voice if someone mentions buttons. I blame that one on The Detectorists.

Isn't it silly how brains work? I've done this since I was a child (put new lyrics to songs). Usually about whatever cat we had at the time 😸

You are most welcome.
(Sorry)

🎶 'Hey, Mr Tangerine Man,
Stay your bombs for me
I'm not sleepy, and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey Mr Tangerine Man,
Stay your bombs for me.
Cos your jingle-jangle noggin
Is annoy-ing me ...' 🎶

I've had this ear worm for days. Now you can have it too.

Death and taxes. 🤔
It's a biggy.

One Grandad was a bookie, same as his father. He also worked on a sheep station in Australia as a young man. The other (presumed) Grandad was a Welsh miner. But a DNA test revealed our 'real' Grandad was a French Canadian soldier stationed in Surrey in the 1940s. That's all we know about him.

I'm now hearing 'I Want To Break Free'.

Book Group The last Thursday of every month was Book Group,
when the books would gather together to discuss Brian. “It’s no fun here any more,” remarked Bleak House, glumly.
“Why doesn’t he read us?” whined the Grapes of Wrath. “It makes me so angry!” 
“I’m sure he only bought me so he can show me off to his friends,”
complained Ulysses, in a stream of self-consciousness. “I bet he can’t even remember my name, The Idiot,”
muttered a voice from the Russian literature section.
“That’s because he avoids you like The Plague,” said another.
“C’est vrai!” came a cry. “It is like I do not exist.” “Let’s not give up on him yet.” It was Brave New World.
After some Persuasion, they agreed to give him one last chance.
“Be quiet!” cried Waiting for Godot with Great Expectations.
“Here he comes now!” Brian entered the room, with his phone.
He sat down and watched some videos of baby pandas falling over.
After an hour or so, he started googling cats dressed as celebrities. On the shelf, the books waited with uncracked spines,
their silence speaking volumes. Brian Bilston

In celebration of World Book Day, here’s a poem called ‘Book Group’.

And George Formby’s ‘Little Stick of Blackpool Rock’ is now looking positively gentlemanly.

I love this!!!

Gosh. Billy Cotton's ribald 'Stick it on the Wall Mrs Riley' suddenly looks very tame.

Our boiler plays the sliding intro to ‘Under the Influence’ by the Chemical Brothers. Gets me going in the morning when I eat my overnight oats.

Thanks for responding anyway. 🙏

Brilliant. An expat im Dubai has a startling revelation, by @stephencollins.bsky.social

So jealous. We didn't get this doon sooth.

Depends if @drfrancisyoung.bsky.social or @revpeterlaws.bsky.social has the time. Best of luck!

I ran and I ran from that.

Some days. Eh. x

Phew. I thought he’d launched nooks for a moment 😥

Are you all Ok?
Blue Sky is not working and I’m worried about you.

For flip's sake!

a group of men in military uniforms are sitting next to each other and laughing . ALT: a group of men in military uniforms are sitting next to each other and laughing .

Lag's Army :/

The Day Today.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=r3BO...

Sainsbury’s are doing a great deal on lamb this week.

I’ll allow the shirt.

Nothing against hats. Except that one.