Hope all well witchu... Building work continues apace overhead, as we seek ever more inventive ways to flee the house during the day, but we've found a promising lead at a rather nice flat down the road, so fingers crossed that the paperwork pans out with that and we'll be a-movin' soon.
The weekend saw trips to São Caetano do Sul for Luiza's birthday party, which was full of screaming teenagers but also meat ("carne louca", or "mad meat", to be precise), to the talking pictures to see "La La Land" (oh how we waltzed and tried ineptly to tap-dance afterwards), and to the park for a wander with Gaby and her grandma, featuring more monkeys and a very overheated cat. I was also asked to film an experimental hydro-ballet class underwater at the gym using Ridaut's GoPro, as you do.
No compilation this week (unless you're interested in a mixtape of the best drilling and hammering moments from the past week?), so you'll have to make do with my phrase of the week ("to be nail and flesh"), which is roughly equivalent to two people being "hand in glove", i.e. very close indeed...
Speak soon!
Three Colours: Fred
PS: I kid, I kid - here's this week's compilation, ready in the nick of time.
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