Nude Lips Sink Bad Quips πŸ‘„πŸ’¬

The year is 2021, and humanity is devolving into full retardation. reΒ·tarΒ·daΒ·tion | \ ΛŒrΔ“-ˌtΓ€r-ˈdā-shΙ™n  : an abnormal slowness of thought or action (Merriam-Webster) Are you hyper ventilating yet? Calling the Vocabulary Army? or perhaps foaming at the mouth because I dared use a word in its rightful context? If you did screech and reach for your “cancellation” button – well there isn’t one. If you just cackled, hello … Continue reading Nude Lips Sink Bad Quips πŸ‘„πŸ’¬

Eleganza Lethargica πŸ˜΄πŸ’ƒ

My sleeping patterns have become as deranged as Boris’ hair; and in turn, I have become as lethargic as the comatose people addicted to the BBC’s fearful programming. Still, there is solace to be found in being able to dress up … for a dressing down? A brain which is chemically engineered towards depression like mine doesn’t fare well at all with lack of sleep. … Continue reading Eleganza Lethargica πŸ˜΄πŸ’ƒ

Live & Let Live πŸ’“πŸ™‹β€β™€οΈ

Yep, I have not written for a while … This is due to the utter monotony I have let myself get into – a monotony which is paradoxically on steroids, thanks to the illegal lockdown currently in place in the UK. This is not to say that I have not been practicing what I preach; ie always do something worthwhile each day – only that … Continue reading Live & Let Live πŸ’“πŸ™‹β€β™€οΈ

A Blast in Paris πŸ‡«πŸ‡·

As I am waiting for the Eurostar 9039 to depart towards Blighty, I am feeling  very pleased about my little allegedly evil excursion back home (eye rolling is included in this paragraph).

Sure, I did not get to take my mum out to eat at her favourite buffet.

Sure, I did not have a classic steak-frites with my dad in the heart of Saint Michel.

Sure, I did not get to see my nephews go crazy at the local soft play area whilst me and my brother just destroy crΓͺpes and coffee.

(Yeah,we like our food)

But!!

I saw all my family. We hugged, had a laugh, ate dodgy takeout and I even played the classic 90s games Worms with my bro. And I lost … Dammit!!

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Spotted : Unsanitary Insanity in the City πŸ’‰πŸ˜

This reaaaaaally looks like the kind of place I would confidently walk in to have my nose scavenged harder than a goldmine for the paltry sum of €90, and a result as fluctuating as a yo-yo dieter’s weight. And yes, this is a legit “test center” in France; and most of them are scattered opposite pharmacies. Is it perhaps to sell them the cure after … Continue reading Spotted : Unsanitary Insanity in the City πŸ’‰πŸ˜

Dude Looks Like A …πŸ˜’

… politically incorrect person with ovaries? As I was strolling around Waterloo Bridge this weekend, the song “dude looks like a lady” from Aerosmith came up in my Spotify playlist. And I couldn’t help but reflect that in today’s ridiculously oversensitive society (but not when it comes to actual misogyny), this song would probably never have made it onto the airwaves… And what a shame … Continue reading Dude Looks Like A …πŸ˜’

Mood of the Day : Rage Against the Machine(s) 😑🀬

I did appreciate the irony of seeing this plastered in the outside world, right by a bunch of lovely humans socialising carefully in the heart of Soho [you know it can be done right? drinking from your own cup without slobbering germs and particles all over somebody else?] … The second thing that made me seriously roll my eyes, is that carefully crafted noose at … Continue reading Mood of the Day : Rage Against the Machine(s) 😑🀬

An Electric Night … 🌟⚑

… aka London is lit, part 2. I really enjoyed my evening stroll tonight [and totes cremated my pasta bake calories yasss], but once again I got reminded of what was once, and what is today. Seeing all the Christmas decorations and window displays truly doesn’t hit the same when all stores are closed, and the streets are littered with nasty covid barriers (like this … Continue reading An Electric Night … 🌟⚑