I was at my sons school swimming event yesterday morning (it did feature the obligatory fat kid who spent the length trying to drown with lifeguard ready) and there was a chap there I recognised but couldn’t quite put a name to the face. I then twigged it was Mark Selby. Didn’t look at his footwear but he did have a nice watch.
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Today I reached one of those monumental milestones in life and became a member of The National Trust, so that Mrs. Seán and I may enjoy the benefit of free entry to over 500 places of national historical interest and natural beauty, as well as free parking and much much more.
My transformation into becoming my dad is almost complete.
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I managed that a couple of years ago. Mrs Rave has a habit of leaving the kitchen cupboard downlighters on. I make a point of switching them off. One day she said 'but they're low energy'. I found myself replying 'low energy isn't NO energy'.
Before punching myself in the face. -
I find myself saying things like "you're not making a saving if spending" and yesterday I looked up over the top of my glasses while slighlty loweing my head when fused the chair as means to express mild concern or displeasure at another's actions.
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My father doing similar is why I refuse to buy bi-focals.
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National Trust membership is awesome. Also handy to break up long journeys rather than stopping at service stations. We realised when Little Miss BW was very little that there are (weirdly) loads quite close to motorways.
Became a bit of a posh baby change. Anyone who's changed a nappy at a service station will attest to that hell. National Trusts were nicer, had fewer cunts present (if you ignored the elderly Tories) and you could even get a cream tea afterwards. Result.
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There website used to (probably still does) have a section on places a few minutes from different motorway junctions.
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Excellent National Trust heads up infoistry there, comrades.
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It's wifey's 51st birthday day and yesterday she had an eventful time. She decided to fix the plumming herself (fnarr). Seems like she thought the actual plummer than came with our contractor was too expensive for the reverse osmosis water filter and the age gap problem we were having that was screwing up the dish washer could be fixedf by her. She managed to damage the pipe and it started leaking and then tried calling our neighbour (the bloke who may have run weed for the cartel back in the day), and he failed to turn up three times. Which is a bit strange. So after all that, she has to call a plumming service but not the one we had originally scheduled because y;'know expensive (even though I am the one paying), and decided to call some locals who were cheaper and unknown and also shocker...expensive. They may or may not come today.
in the meantime, she got a text from a neighbour, (some dude who walks around all day on his phone and says he works for sirius XM radio), who said "check your front porch". Turns out that he left her a teddy bear and a rose claiming "happy friend day".... My wife was freaked out and told him that she was married (good girl), which he knows anyway and then blocked him on her phone. So I come home to no water in the house and also the possibility that I will be murdered by a stalker...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY WIFEY!!!!!!!
Chicago: Surrounded by chaos.
