17.05.22 - Dormir mais que a cama

Hallooooo,

Hope all well witchu. 

Things here are hectic as ever - just the one trip to São Paulo this weekend, for a wedding (of one of Gaby's friend's brother - tenuous at best!) in a rather ornate church followed by a reception with a rocking band, and a hungover Sunday spent trekking through building supply warehouses and shopping centres before heading home.

We also went to the cinema on Friday night, and emerged to find an actually-quite-decent U2 tribute band holding court in the shopping mall, which was a pleasant surprise and a nice bit of culture for Indaiatuba.  Then there's the small matter of my weekly playlist, and phrase of the day ("to sleep more than the bed"), which is fairly self-explanatory. 

That's all for the noo,

Kentucky Fred Chicken

10.05.22 - Quem nasceu Pateta nunca vira Mickey

Halloooo,

Hope all well with you. 

It's been non-stop this week with about ten different proposals on the go at work, the builders falling behind in São Paulo leading to an overhaul of the strategy so we can get everything done by next month, and Mother's Day which is always fraught and over-emotional over here at the best of times. To get everything done we had to make three separate back-to-back trips to São Paulo, so got absolutely no rest over the weekend, and next Saturday we're going back again for a wedding.

I have of course found the time to weave together a fiendishly groovy playlist (and another one about trains, for the 'Gram), and my phrase of the day means "he who is born Goofy will never become Mickey", a rather fatalistic reading of the beloved Disney characters if you ask me. 

That's all for now, speak to you sooooon,

I Know It Was You Freddy

03.05.22 - Falando do diabo, aparece o rabo

Hallooooo,

Hope you're all biding fine, and thanks again for the birthday wishes!

I had a lovely birthday weekend, beginning with me dragging Gabi off to Salto to ride an antique train to the next town over (Itu) and back again, which took about 4 hours and was not as glamorous and Orient-Express-y as I was hoping for, but was still a lot of fun. Itu was worth visiting exactly once too - the famous giant payphone was a bit underwhelming (albeit very big), but there was a cool abandoned ceramics factory which we stumbled into by accident.  

I feel like it's worth getting to know the area properly and seeing it from different perspectives before writing it off completely and moving back to São Paulo, plus old-timey trains are always good value. Speaking of, we then went straight on to São Paulo for Thiago's birthday party in Pinheiros, which was packed solid, and then on Sunday we had an excellent Argentinian-themed lunch on a Zona Norte rooftop, before heading back out to the styx.

My phrase of the day is "speak of the devil, and its tail appears", which is a more convoluted way of saying the same thing in English; and I've done another mix. Also in talks to launch an online radio show later in the year - watch this space! (nb: I need to learn how it's done from scratch first).

Speak soon!

Fred the Needle

26.04.22 - Azedou o pé do frango

Halloooo!

Hope all well, good to see you together in Beccles briefly, under blue skies (!). 

Things have calmed down here, to the extent that we actually had a whole weekend off to laze around at home and watch programmes called things like "Is It Cake?". We eventually got bored and went to Campinas for ice cream, with our child neighbour in tow screaming and bouncing off the car walls the whole time, but on the whole we are relaxed, reinvigorated and ready to face the week. 

In other news, apparently this weekend was Carnaval, since it was postponed from February until the whole pandemic thing died down. There's a new compilation in the pipeline, and my phrase of the day translates as "the chicken's foot has gone sour", which is a rather vivid way of saying that "things have gone south". So there's that.

Speak soon,

Fred from Desire

19.04.22 - Mais antigo do que andar pra frente

Hallooooo,

How's tricks folks? Hope you had a lovely Easter weekend. 

Ours was a bit frantic if I'm honest, as Adny and Ridaut moved into their new flat just before the long weekend, only to find it had an unidentified gas leak and was basically uninhabitable. This meant they had to temporarily camp out here, and also temporarily swore off living in Indaiatuba altogether, which in turn threw a major wrench into our immediate plans, leading to plenty of back-of-napkin maths and talk of emergency loans, etc. 

We also went to São Paulo on Saturday to check in on the flat., which seems to be under control at least. Luckily the gas problem seems to have been sorted out now, so we can go ahead with the earlier plan of us living rent-free in the SP flat long enough to make our money back. But it was touch and go for a while! 

In other news, there's a new compilation in town, and my phrase of the day means "[it's] as old as walking forwards", or "as old as time", as the saying goes in English. 

Have a good week, and speak soon!

Frediterranean

12.04.22 - Só o pó da rabiola

Halloooo,

Hope all well as we move into April. 

Not much going on over here outside the steady torrent of work and housing-related issues - we managed to get away for an ice cream in Campinas on Saturday but that's about it. The building work seems to be well underway though, and Adny and Ridaut are moving into a new flat this week, so that's one less thing to worry about.

We are, as they say, "só o pó da rabiola" ("just the tail of the kite" or, in the common parlance, "knackered"), but it should all be worthwhile in the end. And word on the street is there's a new compilation to tide us all over...

Speak soon!

Freddy I'm in Love

05.04.22 - O mundo é um ovo

Halloooo,

Hope you are all keeping well, had nice birthdays, warded off the snow, etc. 

Over here we've been working away on our projects, including a trip to São Paulo for the first time in a while to check in our building site (and deliver 50 bags of sand) and have an indoor barbeque using Bruna's swish kitchen top grill, which was as thrilling as it sounds. I also stopped by the Sherlock office to show my face and join in the post-work happy hour...

I've made a new compilation and my phrase of the day means "the world is an egg", which is the local version of "it's a small world", as far as I can understand. And that's about it from us - have a good week and speak to you soon!

A Fred of the Dark