Thursday 9th April 2026
I get up when I want except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen (Parklife)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea and I think about leaving the house (parklife)
I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too
It gives me a sense of enormous wellbeing (parklife) and then I'm happy for the rest of the day
Safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it…
I didn’t spring out of bed the same today, not sure if it was because I didn’t have to or the fact that I have an ache or two from yesterday’s walk?
I need to evaluate my fitness if I’m going to complete my solo challenge.
My feet, knees and calves seem fine but, bear with me as I’m not a medical expert, the muscles that connect my bumcakes to my legs seem to be affecting my ability to climb stairs…surely I don’t need a Stannah stairlift yet??
With the lyrics from Blur's "Parklife," and the phrase “you should cut down on your pork life, mate, get some exercise" ringing in my ears, I realise that I have probably been sat on my arse for too long and now solemnly swear to keep more active from now until eternity…but not today, it’s raining!
To cap it all this arrived by email…
Is this the start of the old age medical world where I just go back and forth from the local surgery? I’l nip round on my way back from the tip with a pre-filled bucket of samples and see if they will settle for that??
You would need to be brain dead not to know this indie banger for today’s track so it needs no introduction, just enjoy the tune and the video.
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