Blue Saturday

i wouldnt trust booze with my money or missus but i'll go drinking with him alright.

not that i is so sad, i am kinda focused and edgy and probly not real level-headed but sadness is sort of not there except an impending "i like where this relationship is going" gif sadness and wondering hmmm can i keep up a veneer of not-great for another 10 years or so until the kids are all safely launched

goat fucker convo def has icebreaker value

he is an hull legend. shd definitely feature in the publicity blurb imo, also he is one of those dudes where everybody you meet knows somebody who knows him

but this is like the biggest village in the world so

six degrees of separation in hull = about 3

fond memories of P4ul H34ton allegedly fending off Poll Tax bailiffs with an air rifle from his Grafton Street mansion

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2sNffR-yTA4

our civic anthem

reckon a goatfucker or similar on the sound bridge would put achill on the map

Ok, on phone, in body lotion section of an actual irl fancy dept store, and my full attn is required. Continue at yr own pace will check validity of the remainder of thread later

suddenly I have Depeche Mode's "Just Can't Get Enough" with the lyric changed to "Just Can't Get It Up" stuck in my head as a good idea for a Weird Al song

am not even dressed yet but gotta admit the water on the windows did inspire a bit of "oh sweet (not)..." earlier. mostly just glad to be the not at work though evne if this afternoon fails in my quest to do anything productive 4th week running.

lucky I have the new Radiohead album to listen to, high spirits ahead!

"body lotion section" is boggling and lol

dude are you stuck in Dublin now I forget?

i am inspired by people's not liking of the new Radionhead, and people saying it is all low key and tune-light, those are excellent qualities in a Radionhead rekkid to my mind

toothpaste aisle? I kind of love and hate Big Tesco

Big Tesco has some great shit in it but I hardly go in any more, also it feels like a chore to trek all the way to the back of it, also the bastards took the pork and pickle pies off the deli counter

conventional pork pies don't do it for me any more, i need pickle in there or i need to be at home where i can smother that shit in mustard

something 50 Cent-ish about that last line

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lQR0JgJO74s

This, btw gentlemen, is a FUCKING TUNE

is there much C&W on the Queen's jukebox, i don't remember and i feel a need? also lol my wife is gonna kill me hooray

jesus no not in dublin ffs

Tho i have days, god help me, it almost tempts as a final surrender

Pringles don't seem to do Wasabi flavour or Lime and Chilli flavour any more, I am a bit heartbroken, bastards

Marty Robbins fucking rules

wot big city u exiled in then D?

and why have we got no ice cube bags in the house bollocks

so tempted to text my eldest boy for a sesh but ah hell i'm gonna fuck this

i'm gonna. full stop. fuck this

nearest big city is an hour south, not sure galway is as big as hull tho?

not been to galway. i wd guess not, seeing as how Letterkenny is a teeming metropolis and it's about the size of the pit village i grew up in

it's what saturday is for! x-post...boozing i meant.

am about to get up and cook an omelette with some pancetta. might hold off boozing till this evening. have a lovely bottle of wine in the fridge tho...

dammit my eldest has gone to his mother's for the weekend the twat

the boy, not his mum. we get along fine

just made a Snowball, feels mad decadent in February.

think it's Merle Haggard time

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6XeBn3AXeUc

suspect that having a drink is gonna be took for being drunk, may need to flee the scene when i've done this snowball, badly need somebody to txt and give me an excuse

the fact that there doesn't seem to be a Youtube of Merle's version of "Wishing All These Old Things Were New" is sort of a national disgrace.

it's funny, in my head i'm 20 but in the mirror i'm a fat old cunt

OH THE IRONY OF MORTALITY

there's something out there that's not in here, but i don't think anybody knows what it is, for two gross of broken statues, for a few thousand battered books. it's a poor do really. don't think we've made the best of the situation as a species

Hi Noodle. John Terry tried to do a stepover in the corner a minute ago, kicked the ball onto his standing leg and out for a goal kick. Blue Saturday nothing.

:D

there mayn't be a god, but karma has a sharp sense of humour sometimes

thx for inspiring me to start my day with some non-alignment pact

i used to have a thing about how people from hull should fuck off our philip larkin but i have recently begun to wonder if hull needs him more than cov does. yr thoughts?

i think cov probly needs him a little more, i've never found it an inspirational place whereas hull wd be hull with or without big Phil Silvers. they put a statue of him up in the train station now. to be fair he did all his useful work here and he seems to have felt at home in the place whilst still feeling not at home. only Cov poem I can remember is based on the train station platform i think? could be wrong.

Hull already has a decent claim to Douglas Dunn, Peter Didsbury, maybe Seaon O'Brien and now David Wheatley. Think Cov needs Larkin more tbh.

thing is, as i say, he's obviously a Hull poet in a way that he totally isn't about Cov

yeah, tbh he was rid of cov as soon as he could be and never looked back.

triggered a memory of some 'celebrating coventry' bullshit that the city put on, the main element of which seemed to be putting up lots of those lampost banner things in town with pictures of famous coventrians. the highlight of the whole thing was an oversized poster with an artist's rending of sir frank whittle with one arm around pip larkin and the other pointing to the skies. i loved my city that day.

ah, we sure do love us some engineering in the midlands

"artist's rending of sir frank whittle" - typo would've been even better than the real thing

things I remember about Cov: weird elephant-shaped gym by the bus station, some kind of car museum nearby too, heavily graffitied Specials-era train bridge on the way out of town, ring road, cathedral, couple of Tudor houses and a plaque, pubs not great tbh

the train bridge out of town into earlsdon is still there and still the same as far as i'm aware, although of course there is also a shopping centre underneath it now. v entertaining graffiti, one of the main cultural achievements of the city. fragment of my childhood. elephant-shaped sports centre with olympic sized pool i have found to be the main reason that people from elsewhere have been to cov. pubs still shite.

did you actually live in cov or juss lemmy spa?

neither, my first wife grew up in Leamington and lived in Cov for a couple of years after we broke up, used to travel there to see the boy on the reg

you always lived in hull, noodle vague?

does grandways still exist?

My brain is very broken and I'm very tired of it

sorry to hear that :(

i've had a really shitty couple of months but i sort of went back to basics and am definitely feeling better for it, or at least i feel like i can better cope with life when the waters get choppy. more sleep, a bit of exercise, trying to eat healthy food, spending time really getting lost in music, trying to turn these things into solid habits to displace the bad ones that really weren't helping. trying to be happy within myself. hope you can find your own way out of the fog somehow nv

Those are all good strategies and I do my best to adopt them. The last couple of weeks I've just let myself wallow and it's stupid of me.

There's a real lack of mental health care nowadays. I spoke to a GP last week and she was really good and understanding but she basically told me I wasn't ill enough to get a psychotherapy referral. So it's another round of CBT or nothing, and CBT just doesn't cut it for me.

Ah friends I've sailed such a long way out. Alles gut but here i am

<3

The soldier came knocking upon the queen's door
He said, "I am not fighting for you any more"
The queen knew she'd seen his face someplace before
And slowly she let him inside
He said, "I've watched your palace up here on the hill'
"And I've wondered who's the woman for whom we all kill"
"But I am leaving tomorrow and you can do what you will
"Only first I am asking you why"
Down in the long narrow hall he was led
Into her rooms with her tapestries red
And she never once took the crown from her head
She asked him there to sit down
He said, "I see you now, and you are so very young"
"But I've seen more battles lost than I have battles won"
"And I've got this intuition, says it's all for your fun"
"And now will you tell me why?"
Well, the young queen, she fixed him with an arrogant eye
She said, "You won't understand, and you may as well not try"
But her face was a child's, and he thought she would cry
But she closed herself up like a fan
And she said, "I've swallowed a secret burning thread"
"It cuts me inside, and often I've bled."
He laid his hand then on top of her head
And he bowed her down to the ground
"And tell me how hungry are you? How weak you must feel"
"As you are living here alone, and you are never revealed"
"But I won't march again on your battlefield"
And he took her to the window to see
And the sun, it was gold, though the sky, it was gray
And she wanted more than she ever could say
But she knew how it frightened her, and she turned away
And would not look at his face again
And he said, "I want to live as an honest man"
"To get all I deserve and to give all I can"
"And to love a young woman who I don't understand"
"Your highness, your ways are very strange"
But the crown, it had fallen, and she thought she would break
And she stood there, ashamed of the way her heart ached
And she took him to the doorstep and she asked him to wait
She would only be a moment inside
Out in the distance her order was heard
And the soldier was killed, still waiting for her word
And while the queen went on strangling in the solitude she preferred
The battle continued on

30+ years ago i had one (1) erotic dream about SV

i refuse to condemn my subconscious for it

(also 99.9F° is a great album and iirc eerily presaged fiona apple's last record)

Something has gone badly wrong yet again

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOj0HoXYiYQ

I am contemplating getting the bastards tho

30+ years ago i had one (1) erotic dream about SV

one for the out of context thread that

im west at a wedding with time to mooch about town a bit theres a soft niceness to it, or a nice softness to it