I’ve been in Queens the last six weeks or so, around Astoria/Sunnyside/Woodside, and it’s all Irish in the bars (Colombian and Ecuadorian in the streets). I much prefer this area and these bars compared to Brooklyn and Manhattan, but nobody is hiring, or at least they are not hiring me.
Bold statement, I know, but I’m beginning to think the Irish are a fractious and quarrelsome people.
I hope it doesn’t negatively impact their development as a country or two. 
I think I dated her
The Piccadilly line tube has become what the Northern line used to be 20-25 years ago, nothing but daily signal failures, lack of drivers, trains being cancelled, wrong information being given out etc
Bloody rubbish!!
Blame the Conservative government for refusing to give TfL the money required for investing in and maintaining their fleet.
There’s that but also Boris was in charge for a good while. Enough said about that.
It is my mum’s anniversary today, I can’t believe it has been two years since she went up there. Getting through today is going to be hard, I will visit mum’s garden today.
At least the sun is shining today.
Yes the sunshine helps…find a quiet sunny place, a cuppa, and have a few minutes just to remember…
I’m gonna take a flask of tea and chair. Mum is near a cherry blossom tree. Really beautiful spot. Alot of flowers everywhere.
OMG. Hope he is well and he returns home soon. 
I’m sure you have done this already, but it may be helpful to post it on Twitter / X.
Here’s hoping he returns to his family very soon.
Yes, I’ve stuck it on there. I don’t have a Police reference number yet. They were speaking to my sister the last I heard.
Fingers crossed that all turns out well, mate. 
I’ve just had word from my sister that my nephew has been found safe and well. I’ll delete the original post for privacy’s safe.
So, so, happy to hear the news 
I spent the last week skiing…or “skiing”.
Day 1 - developed early symptoms of altitude sickness. We were at 11,000 ft and so well above the point where it CAN develop, but I have been at this altitude plenty of times before and have never experienced anything close to this before. Had to get some meds and supplemental oxygen and so after 1 really uncomfortable night was ok the next morning
Day 3 - had problems with my boots and developed open sores on both shins that basically ended my skiing
Day 4 - lost my wallet including all my credit cards and my IDs
Day 5 - spent all day the phone trying to track down the wallet (never found it) and figuring out how I was going to be able to catch my return flight without a government issued ID on me
Our last evening - came down with BAD food poising. Put myself to bed at 8pm and proceeded to throw up at least every 30 minutes until 8am the next morning, often with action from both ends. Our trip home was scheduled to start at 11am and was a 3 hour van ride and then 2 flights and it was a last minute decision on whether I was going to have to stay another day for fear of violently shitting myself while midflight during a bout of turbulence. I did it (the making it home, not publicly shitting myself), but it was the worst trip of my life. Real white knuckle stuff for nearly 12 hours straight.
Flight arrived at 11pm with me feeling wretched, like I’d been repeatedly kicked in the torso by a horse, and found my bag didnt make it. So going to have to go back sometime this afternoon to pick it up.
Fuck sake…got to the airport and both on site car parks were closed. Of course in typical Florida fashion they put no notification of this our there…you just have to drive all the way into the airport, get to the car park entrance and then be told by an attendant they are not accepting anymore cars.
So I make my way back out of the airport to find off site parking (all long term) and catch a bus in. I make it into the airport and get my bag and return back to the car park in a unnervingly painless series of steps. So you know something is around the corner…turns out they wont let me leave the car park. We have a toll system in Central Florida and the transponder you use to pay for the tolls can also be used as a ticketless way to pay for airport parking. Today their system appeared to be down so they had no record of me entering. The attendant just kept repeated that I needed to give her my ticket to which I kept replying that I didnt have one as I entered through the ticketless lane, and on and on that went for a good 20 minutes before she finally let me leave.
I’ve got no record of the charge but I fully expect to have to fight someone tomorrow over a $50 bill 
Im fucking done going on holiday