I know right?! Grandpa always taught me: choose the right tool for the job.

I once enjoyed a delicious Colombian meal at a street table in Seven Sisters, north London. Shortly after the food arrived two men got into an altercation on the street, both acting like complete arseholes. One of them then disappeared off for 5 minutes and returned with a claw hammer he’d bought from a nearby hardware shop. He attacked the man half-arsedly with the claw hammer for a while then wandered off, but not far. Then the police turned up, and did a terrible job of working out who hammer man was. It was very entertaining, and the man who was being attacked with the hammer was not really injured. Dinner and a show 🤌

Wish you the best of luck with your studies. I’m in the UK and so graduated as a Cum Lord which is still good, but no help to you. Either way- you can do it! ♥️

I’ve been #2 all day 🫥

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.

Criminal. Should be called the minimal English. Who hurt that poor sausage.

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.