04.11.25 - É só levantar do caixão que o velorio acaba

Halloooo,

Hope all well. 

We were all set to go to Rio on Thursday, when all sorts of horrible stuff went down there. Between that and the rubbish weather forecast, we decided to postpone our trip until early next year, and instead had a relatively quiet weekend in, give or take a trip to the cinema, and to the Oktoberfest street party down the road.

I'm on holiday for the week, and will hopefully be off oop north on Thursday unless the whole thing is a cruel prank or hoax. In the meantime I've been pottering about town checking out places I wanted to visit but couldn't because of work, tinkering with my media empire and sorting out flat stuff so we can move as soon as possible. 

I've also made another compilation, and this week's phrase is a particular favourite of mine, which translates as "if you get up out of the coffin, the wake is over" and is all about shaking off inertia to overcome difficult situations. 

And that's about it - speak soon!

Beating a Fred Horse

28.10.25 - Restaurante que serve farofa não tem ventilador

Halloooo,

Hope all well. On Sunday we hosted our first BBQ at the new building, to celebrate Zila's birthday and surprise the extended family with the good news. It went very well and we now have a fridge full of leftovers to eat before we head off to Rio on Thursday.

In other news, I've made a new compilation, and my phrase of the day translates as "a restaurant that serves farofa [a sand-like side dish which we made way too much of at the weekend] doesn't have ceiling fans". As far as I can tell it's a "you can't have your cake and eat it too" situation, but don't quote me on that.

And that's about it - speak soon!

EraserFred

21.10.25 - Pra quem está se afogando, jacaré é tronco

Halloooo,

Hope all well. It's still unnaturally cold here as we move into November (!), so we've been hunkered down at home, heading out only for Taynah's daughter's birthday party on Saturday. Even football on Wednesday was cut short by a twisted ankle, although it's all better now!

In other news, I've made another mixtape, and my phrase of the day is "for he who is drowning, an alligator is a tree trunk" - presumably a spin on "desperate times call for desperate measures"...

And that's about it for now - speak soon!

Fred the Needle

15.10.25 - Comer capim pela raíz

Halloooo! Slightly later than usual!

Hope all well. We were in Indaiatuba over the weekend, following on from a fancy birthday party for Bruna's grandmother, how as turning 90 - featuring two live bands, pyramids of trifle and all the flowers you could eat. 

Elsewhere, work continues on the flat, I've made another compilation, and my phrase of the day means "to eat grass by the root" - or, um, to die and be buried. And that's about it for now - speak soon!

Frod x

07.10.25 - Fredagsmys

Halloooo,

Hope all well. 

Gabi was flown out to give a lecture in Londrina at the weekend, so I flopped around the house for most of the weekend, and eventually headed to Ibirapuera Park to check out the Bienal exhibition (pretty cool!), a nearby Portuguese Fair (distinct lack of food!) and an Indian restaurant I'd been meaning to check out (filling!). 

I also went to see Kendrick Lamar play the Allianz Parque midweek, having picked up a cheap second-hand ticket on a whim, which was pretty great. The support band was what I can only describe as a meme act from Argentina, and I've never felt so old as I did trying to decipher their hyper-ironic lyrics (with the help of subtitles on the big screens!), but I ended up enjoying their set too. 

In other news, I've made another compilation, and my phrase of the day comes from Sweden, and refers to the national tradition of spending Friday night in with friends and family, eating comfort food and watching TV. 

And that's about it - speak soon!

Fredagsmys

30.09.25 - Ficar com lombriga

Halloooo,

Hope all well. 

Work on the flat has stalled a bit, so we have been making ourselves busy with football, proofreading, trips to the cinema and the like. Then on Sunday we were going to hit up the air show at the nearby Campo de Marte but everyone in São Paulo had the same idea, so we ended up bailing and going for lunch at Zila's instead. 

In other news, I've made another compilation, and my phrase of the day - "ficar com lombriga" - means "to have a tapeworm", or to have a craving for something in particular. And that's about it for now - speak soon!

World Wide Fred

23.09.25 - Galinha que anda com pato morre afogado

Halloooo,

Hope all well. Last week was pretty full-on, with a trip across town to an awards show at a fancy hotel with my Sherlock colleagues (the food was nice and the actual ceremony was, erm, efficient at least), then football, then a Sherlock band rehearsal on consecutive weeknights. On Saturday we had a kid's birthday party, which left Sunday to get our literal house in order, moving tiles around etc. 

In other news, I've made another compilation, and my phrase of the day translates as "the chicken who hangs out with ducks ends up drowning", which I guess contains a lesson about following your own path, if you're a chicken. 

And that's about it for now - speak soon!

It's been no Fred of roses, no pleasure cruise