Pork chops, pants and predilections - In the name of Thiago - Day 325
Good evening folks. Despite listening to Radiohead at one point earlier, today has been about trying to be upbeat and even having a laugh, which, it bears repeating, isn't such an easy thing for me to do at this time.
But I've taken a few steps to ease that process of sticking a smile on my visage. I nipped out in the garden for a bit and twatted about in the shed, grabbed a saw and started cutting through some shit. It was fantastically liberating.
I also shared the latest magic to come my way through my undercracker subscription to the mad Geordies called Oddballs on Facebook earlier, and it started up some, let's say interesting discussion. I'm calling these magnificent beasts the fire and brimstone selection. Now if you can't feel up and at 'em after sticking these bad boys on, when can you?
These Reg Grundies (note to Dan Brindle - full name used) will be wrapped around my ample waist tomorrow and I reckon I'll be like a man transformed. I know a lot of fellas who feel empowered when they stick a suit on. Wankers. It's all about the pantage for me. And this right here is prime undercrackery. I already feel better just for writing these sentences!
I once owned some gold lame - can't get the bloody accent thing to work, they were lar-may they weren't lame as in lame as shit - undercrackers, which were granted far more public airings than common decency should have permitted but then again I was in my 20s and was utterly batshit crazy. Mr Simon Clune was a big fan, though perhaps that was more of the tales that went with them, than the grundies themselves.
It's pork chops tonight - yet another reason to be thankful/happy whatever you want to call it. It distracts me so it's working, as is writing tonight. I knocked off work at 4pm and that extra hour or as it's become more so this year extra hour and a half or two hours doesn't 'arf make a difference. I find myself hitting the sack a lot earlier this year so the early evening quite often feels like a bit of a rush.
I think a lot of this might be down to the long days in lockdown working from home. It just saps the energy, which is why of course it becomes even more important to try to nip out when you can. It's such a small thing but just saying, no sod it I'm having that hour back has made such a positive difference to how I feel today. Time is on my side for a change.