28.07.20 - Farinha do mesmo saco

Halloooo,

All good 'ere, hope all well with you, etc. 

We've got to the point where we're tentatively looking into ways to leave the city at some point, now that Ilhabela has opened among other things, but we're still stuck on Lockdown Street with plenty of work to be getting on with, and the most exciting thing that's happened this week is my cap blowing off while I was jogging, and landing on the roof of the building's main entrance. So now I need to see a man about a ladder.

Elsewhere I've made a new compilation, done a new live show (I see Nick Cave is trying to steal my schtick), and have a new phrase ("flour from the same bag"), which is the Brazilian version of "birds of a feather", birds who are "cut from the same cloth", if you will. 

Ciao for now,

Fred of Honour

21.07.20 - 報復性熬夜

Halloooo,

Hope all well in Facemask France, as I'm sure everyone is now referring to it. 

Over here we've had actual people round for dinner (although we forgot the dinner part, and ended up reeling from too many caipirinhas - an emotional night all round), and went to see a room for rent down the road, with the aim of doing it up for Gaby's sessions once they move offline again.

Elsewhere I've made another mix, and my phrase of the day is Chinese (I think) for "revenge bedtime procrastination". So there's that. 

Speak soon!

Things We Fred Today

14.07.20 - O peixe morre pela boca

Halloooo,

Good to see you the other day in your Valbonne lair, hope all well and your cross-border runs are going to plan. Still not much going on here, work aside - I made broas and got hair-curtains, Gaby's started spray-painting everything gold, Berry is still the bane of Valente's life, etc.

Made a new mixtape, and my phrase of the day means "the fish dies from the mouth", i.e. keep your mouth shut if you know what's good for you, especially if you're a fish.

Speak soon!

Bill & Fred Face the Music

07.07.20 - Matar a cobra e mostrar o pau

Halllooooo,

Hope all well witchu. 

Quick email this week because an updated work schedule has thrown everything out of whack, and also because not much of note has happened, what with the whole pandemic thing. On Sunday we braved the outside world for non-essential physical activity for the first time in months, as did everyone else by the look of things, with no physical repercussions that I can see so far. And the new cat grows ever more deranged.

My compilation of the week is here, and my phrase of the week ("to kill the snake AND show the stick") means to take decisive action which leaves little room for doubt. "Pau" can also mean "willy" though, so it could be interpreted differently.

Ciao for now,

In the Fred of Night