Hope all well. More of the same this past week, with Gaby hammering the last few nails in her thesis coffin, Ridaut off firing rifles on a grassy knoll in Dallas (the same week the JFK files were declassified, no less), an outspoken painter redecorating the in-laws' flat in between lengthy right-wing diatribes, and me finishing up my punishing physio/electroshock regime, for now at least.
As we wait for summer to properly kick in, we've been working on our recipes (including caramelized apple turnovers and a sensational chocolate mousse) and binging Stranger Things 2, while I've made a bitchin' compilation plus a bonus Halloween mixtape (as have NASA, coincidentally...).
My phrase of the day (pronounced "bunda molly") is a personal favourite, referring to anyone of a less than valorous disposition - either a coward, or someone who never takes the initiative, or both. It translates literally as "limp bottom", and is wonderfully versatile (the English equivalent would probably be "wet blanket"). And finally, I would be remiss if I didn't share this excellent video about the annual Silly Walk in Brno, Czech Republic.
Bye for nye,
Busted by the Freds
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