Things To Do In Lockdown

I have now decided that Trumps theory that it will be over and America will be back to work by Easter May not be entirely fact based. I tend to believe the “Long game theorists” therefore a more laid back approach has been adopted to my To Do list, no point in running yourself out of jobs prematurely
 
Is that well or wall K ,as if its the former i wouldn,t drink from it while your based in london ,it will taste like your lager down there!;)
Filtered through North Downs chalk.

The problem now is everyman and his pet ferret want to purchase their DIY stuff via the B&Q website which has now crashed!

Most other suppliers of bricks have stopped trading.

K
 
Compose heavy metal music with my two sons. Me on drums, Iain on bass and Stuart on guitar.

RAUCOUS

Mum sings and sways her hips in an altogether alluring way which causes me to lose the beat, so the boys have banned her from participating unless she can stay still.

Other planned activities:

  • Disproving the expression “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”. I reckon you can.
  • Perfecting my Jamaican goat curry recipe.
  • Cultivating a new strain of Kiwi skunk.
  • Finishing our Australian memoirs, currently stuck in Cape York.
  • Learning “tantric sex” apparently, though this one has been on the list for 20 years already.
  • Rebuilding a Toyota 3L 2.8 diesel motor from a 1990 “Top Gear” Hilux (it’s done 578,500km).
  • Developing an improved rodent bait formula for the impending invasion.
  • Introducing my sons to Viz comic (extensive collection).
  • Processing an almost infinite supply of tomatoes, butternuts, marrows, chillies and squash from this summer’s harvest.

And last but by no means least...

Talking with the family. Some casual history, exploring some politics, debunking some myths, sparking some creativity, debating some different points of view. Time like this together isn’t new to us, but the stage of life is, in that the last time we spent a year together - just the four of us - the boys were 7 & 9. So lots of opportunity to learn about stuff in general through conversation, not through a digital device in isolation from the rest of the family.
 
She got a bit upset when I criticised her baking skills...


I found out to my cost that when a woman is in the process of baking and using a rolling pin (wooden weapon) either don’t criticise her skills as a baker and definitely don’t think it’s a chance for a quickie, I’ve not long since had the stitches removed, the amount of blood spoiled the cake mix !

May l make an observation, certainly not a criticism God forbid on penalty of hospitalisation, if it’s safe to do so, social distancing remember, suggest she uses a little more flour on the dough under the rolling pin as it will roll out easier.
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Compose heavy metal music with my two sons. Me on drums, Iain on bass and Stuart on guitar.

RAUCOUS

Mum sings and sways her hips in an altogether alluring way which causes me to lose the beat, so the boys have banned her from participating unless she can stay still.

Other planned activities:

  • Disproving the expression “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”. I reckon you can.
  • Perfecting my Jamaican goat curry recipe.
  • Cultivating a new strain of Kiwi skunk.
  • Finishing our Australian memoirs, currently stuck in Cape York.
  • Learning “tantric sex” apparently, though this one has been on the list for 20 years already.
  • Rebuilding a Toyota 3L 2.8 diesel motor from a 1990 “Top Gear” Hilux (it’s done 578,500km).
  • Developing an improved rodent bait formula for the impending invasion.
  • Introducing my sons to Viz comic (extensive collection).
  • Processing an almost infinite supply of tomatoes, butternuts, marrows, chillies and squash from this summer’s harvest.

And last but by no means least...

Talking with the family. Some casual history, exploring some politics, debunking some myths, sparking some creativity, debating some different points of view. Time like this together isn’t new to us, but the stage of life is, in that the last time we spent a year together - just the four of us - the boys were 7 & 9. So lots of opportunity to learn about stuff in general through conversation, not through a digital device in isolation from the rest of the family.

I’d stick to rebuilding the Toyota motor mate, you’ve no chance learning about “tantric sex”, anyway what is it ?
 
Compose heavy metal music with my two sons. Me on drums, Iain on bass and Stuart on guitar.

RAUCOUS

Mum sings and sways her hips in an altogether alluring way which causes me to lose the beat, so the boys have banned her from participating unless she can stay still.

Other planned activities:

  • Disproving the expression “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks”. I reckon you can.
  • Perfecting my Jamaican goat curry recipe.
  • Cultivating a new strain of Kiwi skunk.
  • Finishing our Australian memoirs, currently stuck in Cape York.
  • Learning “tantric sex” apparently, though this one has been on the list for 20 years already.
  • Rebuilding a Toyota 3L 2.8 diesel motor from a 1990 “Top Gear” Hilux (it’s done 578,500km).
  • Developing an improved rodent bait formula for the impending invasion.
  • Introducing my sons to Viz comic (extensive collection).
  • Processing an almost infinite supply of tomatoes, butternuts, marrows, chillies and squash from this summer’s harvest.

And last but by no means least...

Talking with the family. Some casual history, exploring some politics, debunking some myths, sparking some creativity, debating some different points of view. Time like this together isn’t new to us, but the stage of life is, in that the last time we spent a year together - just the four of us - the boys were 7 & 9. So lots of opportunity to learn about stuff in general through conversation, not through a digital device in isolation from the rest of the family.
It’s “Curry Goat”😏
 
I’d stick to rebuilding the Toyota motor mate, you’ve no chance learning about “tantric sex”, anyway what is it ?

Apparently, it’s all about going r e a l l y slow.

I think she’s trying to tell me something.

Well, happy to give it a go. But I’m not holding my breath. Er, that didn’t come out right... oh bollocks you know what I mean.

There’s tantric masturbation too so I am told! In that particular conversation, my missus said that if I don’t stop being such a fukwit, then all I’ll get is four weeks of DIY, which is what I thought I was going to do anyway, but she put a different spin on it altogether.
 
My list is very long. Either some steel will turn up tomorrow and I will carry on with my normal work. Or no steel will mean I can begin on the things I have not found time for in the last few years. I started today with a little digging in the veg patch. Not looked in here for a few years. It used to be very nice and produced all our veg. Not sure how it got so over grown or why I have wandered off my earlier path in life. So took the old digging implement up and made a start.IMG-20200326-WA0000.webp
Will finish off tomorrow ready to get planting.
 
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