Digested week: It’s summer, and I am a burnt smorgasbord for every bug | Lucy Mangan
Monday
Today, Peak Bear Performance was reached in Wildwood Devon near Ottery St Mary (also Peak British Plecename performance, but there is no need to detain us here).
Mish and Lucy, the two five -year -old European brown bear, escaped from the enclosures in the park and set out for the food stores of his head, where they easily set out for a week of honey before retreating with a bell and other snacks, and Mish immediately fell asleep.
Perfect. Teddy Bears’s picnic (what a great surprise in the forest, especially for anyone responsible for keeping the conservation safe!) This is the good news story we need. Enjoy it. The year is shaped… Bad.
Tuesday
Mish and Lucy were initially rescued from Albanian snow shifts. I’m going to Devon to ask for directions there. Summer, the worst of all seasons is smooth here. Once again, I neglected to build my air -conditioned shelter over time, and so I stuck to this boiling island, designed to cope with its architecture, culture, work and retail clocks only with “paced” and temperatures below.
I was born a cardigan. I have to live this way. Most importantly, when I have to expose the skin to the sun, it not only burns, but also makes me instantly Smorgasbord for each and every passing error. I say last – I’m sure some of them are particularly flying, in small insect calendars, “Mangan Meat Feast begins,” he says. Bastards. Poisonous little bastards.
From now on, until the end of August, I am a mass of stupid swelling with hydrocortisone cream and slippery and anti-hyistamine remedies. They say, “It does not cause drowsiness,” they say. If you buy them from the box, they do it, fools. This year, I am planning to pay me with a sanding paper all the evening to invest in a mosquito network while drawing the shelter plans to my child and shelter plans for 2026.
Wednesday
British people. *Shakes the head in a grieving way*. The people of the UK, you upset the bold asset management companies of this country. The news we save a lot. Cash, everything! Instead of investing in stocks and stocks – instead of helping the economy and asset management companies – we insist on ready access to a specific and identifiable warehouse of our money, so that the personal and professional crises, as well as the “Life Cost ,, is a seemingly ongoing boring, ongoing thing.
Nobody will think of global funds and traders (I hope I use these words correctly – can a rich person control)? If we all hold our money and use it to pay basic goods and services, where is the excitement? Where are the ecstatic and dangerous abortions of playing markets? Does the economy need to manage without our contributions? We are there to serve, remember, not the opposite!
I love the financial world where everything is turning upside down and everyone looks at you as if the pound coins are alive, and this is exactly what work should be. It allows me to look at the Nugatorial balance in my emotional current account, and at least makes me feel that I am with a simple absence from the FTSE 100 to the man.
Thursday
What do you want when you come on Friday? My mother asks me in Whatsapp family chat, because my sister and I taught her how to use the application after my father died, we paid attention to the results because we didn’t think straight.
“Chicken and mushroom please.”
“NO.”
“But did you say you’d do it a little last week?”
“This was for the freezer.”
My sister who detects the need for a backup is joining.
Mı Do you say you can’t get out of the freezer? Is it necessary to stay in the freezer forever?
“Not forever. But it hasn’t been there for a long time.”
“So – we cannot eat food from the freezer until you have fun enough to have fun in the results of labor, just like not being able to sit on the couch for two hours after plumping the cushions?”
“I also made only three portions of three people. We will only be the two.”
“…” Says my sister.
“…” Says I.
We live a cooperative fish pie.
Friday
Take a bubble and throw your satisfied rags – the wedding is about to start! Jeff Bezos and his money came to Venice, his fiancée Lauren Sánchez, to participate in the sacred marriage between £ 34 million to £ 41 million or about two hours and 40 minutes of the gains of the Amazon founder.
There is everything that a wedding should have. Kardashians, a new Orlando Bloom and Multi-Billionaire, widespread protests, rent the entire city for three-day marriage.
Nevertheless, you should hope that it is the same as all the other wedding in your heart. And I believe that money cannot get certain things. I think the guests who really want to take three days from their busy lives and three days in disturbing shoes are forced to have to celebrate for hours when two people swear in one church, then wreath, and then how free flowing or the highest quality is purified. Money cannot take freedom from the absence of boring relatives or fear of sitting. First of all, of course, money cannot buy love. I’m sure this valuable grace situation is definitely in the center of this extravaganza. The rest is noise. I especially suspect the Kardashian table.
