The timing

A (sort of) oldie, but still a goodie. Each time I see this exchange shared on “the socials”, it makes me laugh. And because that happened again today, I thought that I’d lob it up on here for posterity.

This one is all about the timing, and the looks on their faces after the thing happens. Such simple stuff, but just really effective and really funny.

A number of poor decisions

It’s not been a great day. That’s probably mainly due to the copious amounts of Guinness, Black Label and Klipdrift I drank last night. A very South African approach to celebrating St Patrick’s Day.

I then compounded last night’s poor decisions with an intense game of 5-a-side this morning. Bright sunshine, much effort, iffy legs, iffier head and tummy. Everything hurts.

Thankfully, I’m all done with making mistakes like that.

Right now, I’m heading out to a Mexican restaurant for dinner: an early start to make sure that we get there in time for their tequila cocktail specials.

What could go wrong?

Rubbing it in

An incoming email from famous neo-classical composer and pianist Ludovico Einaudi:

Spring is coming!
As we reconnect with nature and the world around us, Spring represents a time of looking forward; as we plant the seeds for our year ahead.
To celebrate the changing of the season, I’ve released a collection of songs inspired by the coming of Spring and it’s yours to enjoy at the link below.

And yes, he provided the link as promised. And even a countdown to the Vernal Equinox (not the meteorological one).

The thing is, he’s forgotten all about his Southern Hemisphere listeners here. Spring isn’t coming for us. In fact, if Spring is coming for them up North, we’re headed straight for Autumn. Goodbye sunshine and long summer nights, goodbye crippling heat, goodbye days on the beach, blue skies, and fresh, new growth.

Hello winter storms, roaring fires, copious red wine, and (apparently) disconnecting with nature and the world around me. Oh, and the 2024 Euro Championship.

Of course, those of you who know me will also know that I have no issue with any of this. Because why on earth would I?

Happy Spring (or Autumn) to each and every one of you.

Cheese

This tweet with this video has been doing the rounds on “the socials” today. And while you could watch the video anywhere, I feel that the caption here absolutely hits the nail on the head.

I’ve been on a TV quiz show, and yes, it’s nerve-wracking. Incredibly so.

But even with that extra pressure, this is an impossibly, ridiculously stupid answer.

Still, having visited the crumbling Kent coast, I guess it does explain all the deBrie on the beaches at the bottom.

Empty

The last of the pre-written posts for this week (cue sighs of relief from the regular reader), as all being well, I’ll be heading back home today.
And it features this, which makes perfect sense if you think about it, but if you think about it in a different way, could suddenly get quite deep in a philosophical sense.

Is there a more meaningful side to this stenciled statement, or is it just a straightforward and sensible instruction that I’m reading too much into?

I think we all know the answer to that one.