After a really fucking weird 48 hours I’m sitting at home drinking Hendricks and watching my childhood friend Fran on the Ukranian Version of the Batchelor on Youtube. You can’t get weirder than that. I’m rather enjoying myself doing my own translations of what the ladies are saying and trying to guess which one he ends up with (he says filming finished a week ago and yes, he has found love…)
Just when you think life gets boring…PS if anyone speaks Russian (DAN) can you please translate????
In other news, another of my childhood friends is serving life for murder and another spent many years in the Witness Protection Program. I feel distinctly boring by comparison. Although I’ve clearly never killed anyone. Yet.