I have a big 2012 Samsung screen which is still surprisingly good, with a Roku stick in it. Works just fine. I hope it never dies.

Fried cheese. Fucking fuck yes.

We had a fish and chip shop opposite the pool. I don’t think I have eaten anything better than those salty vinegary chips, the childish exhaustion and hunger made them absolutely magical.

Madeira is pretty cool. The runway is on stilts, the approach is tricky and requires training, the cafe has a big balcony so you can watch the pilots do a tricky landing on a stilted runway with a beer.

0. Should also add the question 21- legally smoked in every conceivable fucked up place including on planes and underground trains made of wood.

When I’m running out of books I start asking anyone interesting that I’m talking to what they are reading. If they are into that book I buy it on the spot, while we’re still talking. Occasionally they are reading something completely shit, but I’ve hit some gems. Then you have something in common with that person which is a bonus.

Mump

Entangled Life by Merlin Sheldrake. So fascinating. https://www.merlinsheldrake.com/entangled-life

I have a cube of tungsten at work that is 40mm x 40 mm, it is comedically heavy. This thing would be nuts.

Imagine thinking that you’re tougher than context.

Wisdom.

‘Oranges and lemons say the bells of St Clements’ but like it’s from the minaret of a mosque run by the hard of hearing. It’s aggressive.

I reckon you can still do it. Buying lumps of sawn hardwood is expensive, but if you start looking for what people throw away you can do it. You can find hardwood that is completely illegal to cut and sell these days if you look for mid century furniture that’s getting thrown out. Or softwoods. You’re not stupid, and you can carve if you want to.

A girl sidled up to me at college when I was About 18 and just said “you have beautiful veins”

PICK-PONGGG….

Martin Freeman

Feels like a super power when you’re scuba diving and you see all the other divers holding their noses!

I’ve had a couple of women follow me in to public toilets and commandeer aim. I had to muster unbelievable levels of concentration to get it done. Some bit of my brain has never worked at that level before or since.

I used to work for a general builder we all called Nick The Freak. We were in our mid twenties and having a pretty good time of things off site. I used to call up the gaffer and say “Nick man, I can’t make it to the job today, I feel like shit” and he would say- yea Squeezer, Mars is in alignment with Saturn this week. Understandable. I’ve never appreciated bullshit so much.

We were standing in the pub, and I’d just bought a round. I gave my mate a fresh pint, and like a complete piss head he let it slip through his fingers. It landed on the floor between us with a thunk, not a single drop spilled. It just nailed the landing, completely solid. Fucking witchcraft.