Thursday, 14 June 2018

Advanced blokeish

My blokeish was severely tested this morning
 with the onset of the World Cup.
Thankfully I'd had time to acquire a few holding phrases
about the sacking of the Spanish manager
and I knew that Russia were playing Saudi Arabia today.
I also remembered to ask about the burnt out starter motor on his van.
Our roofer assured me that he would be home by 4 
to watch the opening game
but he was so voluble that I lost the drift after that 
and had to excuse myself with a parting shot about Robbie Williams.
Weak I know, but as I am also trying to learn some Japanese
for grand daughter's pre-school teacher this afternoon
my vocab is getting a little muddled.

The song of the moment on the roof is just the first line of 
Everybody Loves Somebody. On repeat.

O-skare Sama deshta


  1. As much as I love Dean Martin, the thought of this being repeated again and again makes me cringe.

    I cannot speak blokeish at all unless it relates to motorbikes, but I must be out of touch with these by now.