Well, really.
No need for the language.
Mark at Jam Art Prints writes:
We’ve a ““No More Fucks to Give” A2 limited edition giclée print by Marta Barcikowska to give away to a lucky winner of our competition this week.
Marta’s work can be seen here.
To enter, tell us your ideal day if you could do anything you want. Doesn’t technically need to be within the law but it’s probably best not to go too mad with the answer…
Lines MUST close on Friday at 10am.
The Jam Art Print competition appears here every second Thursday.
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Get up late, boil a few antivaxxers to death, have a nice lunch, snooze in the afternoon, sit by an open fire for the evening with a good book.
Guessing it’s not “how to win friends and influence people”…
Not the Good Book, then.
“….but it’s probably best not to go too mad with the answer…..”
SCOOPS YOKES SCOOPS YOKES SCOOPS YOKES SCOOPS YOKES
Absolutely- a bit of KINK?
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y7M5Y5ciU7U
I’m gonna sleep in, all alone nuddie in silk sheets, then get up and have a bottle of champagne on the couch while I get a pedi…long long overdue. I will then proceed to the airport wearing my Sunday best and dressed to kill and head out on the first flight to Paris. Then I’m gonna do unmentionable things all day and all night long up and down the big ridey length of the city that I have absolutely no business doing and yet not one fupp will I give.
Can’t you be a little more specific?
I’d break the internets
The mind boggles!
And I admit, I don’t mind the boggling!
boogling is the best part :)
My ideal day would be to get up at a respectively. Lazy time in a nice 5 star hotel. Eat breakfast and spend a few hours in a water park. Heading on to an amusement park, a gourmet evening meal, followed by skydive to a nice sunset…. All with no fupps given.
gosh that’s very active
In days gone by…
https://pbs.twimg.com/media/D3Fr8X0XgAAfXsF?format=jpg&name=900×900
link doesn’t work and now curiosity is killing me
Apparently Twitter crashed today, links should be working now.
…I’ve done it…was just outside Foxford practising my casting and above my waist in water…almost dark and I hooked a salmon…managed a few steps back during my fight but still waist deep…it was dark when the fish came close…as exhausted as the fish I took the fly from her mouth…she looked at me and I gazed at her…I’ve done that many times since…
Many’s the Moy salmon we dined on in my youth; caught by an uncle who didn’t eat salmon!
My perfect day would be to rewind the clock to the last Saturday in May 2021 and my last outing with my husband.
Get up reasonably early and drive the 30 mins to Moylussa outside Killaloe. Have a leisurely hike up the mountain (hill really). Enjoying the morning sunshine and the wonderful views of lough Derg. Chatting idly with my Love as we stroll.
On our return to the lakeside, grab an icecream from the coffee shop and sit on a bench looking out over the lake. Sitting there hand in hand, watching the ducks, licking our ice creams and most of all enjoying each others company. To remain in that reverie, the future still full of hope and possibilities. Blissfully unaware of the pain and emptiness which would follow in the coming days.
Sorry to hear that. That’s a lovely memory, hope things get better soon.
+1
Hold on to that beautiful memory, John. All my very best regards to you.
Thanks for sharing that John, you didn’t have to.
I’m sorry for the sadness you’ve had to experience and your great loss.
my deepest sympathy
On a summers day, get up at 9, breakfast in the sun outside my local cafe, drive to Wicklow and go either biking or walking in the mountains, grab a snack in a village after, down to brittas for a quick dip, back to Dublin for a BBQ and beers with friends on the roof and then out to the local pub for the rest of the evening. Finishing tired but satisfied and maybe sunburned.
ye big ginger…. sunburn..:)
Not sure about the perfect day, but today was a good one. Up early, finished off the washing up left to dry in the open dishwasher last night. Breakfast of rashers, fried egg on toast and fried tomato (Little Slightly never understood that) and more real buttered toast on the side. No sausages as I am using up frozen food from her stay before it goes off, and someone got gluten free ones…
Check of emails (still looking for a job) and made a decision to withdraw from a post I had applied and been interviewed for. Turns out they sent me a ‘Dear John’, so I had no bridges to potentially burn.
A couple of phone calls and a quick arrangement for a video interview, and a face to face one now set up.
Then a call from Little Slightly, who calls me every day as she commutes to and from college.
Then, quick check of the jobs on the linking site, and lo! I thought I heard a siren sing to me. The job is for something I am very good at, and is actually in the same office of another agency I was with for 10 years, until they moved, and I broke my knee, that is).
Out in the car to do some shopping, and then on came the most frustrating part of the day’s entertainment on my favourite radio station, KFM. The Drive Time presenter, Paul, has this Connect Four quiz. He plays four songs, and you have to find another word that connects all four songs. You choose the right word from the name of the band or the song, and it is the first word, you need to guess the link word. I have never gotten it at all, but once or twice got the right word from a song.
Today, as I turned into my estate, he started, and I was sure I got it. I think I never parked so quick and in to use the desktop WhatsApp for my answer, just as the song ended. And I got it! The only one who got it in one, and the only time I ever got it! Put me in a really good mood. For anyone who wants to try it out, here are the songs, answer later if nobody guesses right, or indeed at all :-)
The first song was Flash In The Pan and Waiting On A Train
I don’t remember the second as I was too euphoric,
Debbie Harry and French Kissing in the USA
And I forget the fourth
Don’t read next line if you are trying to guess from the two above until you are ready:
Second song link word – Southern
Fourth song link word – Deep
And the day is not yet over. I still have Little Slightly’s evening commute call to come. Bliss!
good day :)
It was :-)
The answer, by the way, was ‘fried’: Flash or Pan; Southern; French; and Deep
Slightly: why don’t you self-publish a diary?
… maybe yourself and Paulus could collaborate about Pandemic Times in Ireland through wit, experience and language with a few colloquialisms to aid digestion – why not?
One of the soundest people ever on Broadsheet
Up good and early somewhere quiet and lonesome out West by the Atlantic. Onto the bike for a nice 50-60km spin. Home and I’ll cook something tasty for myself thank you very much. Give meself a good scrub in a glorious deluge of hot water from a super snazzy shower, dry off, get dressed in my favourite clobber and into the vintage Citroën DS with the top down into town. Randomly and inexplicably bump into not one but two lost loves who got away. Forgive ourselves for our indiscretions and make hot whoopee outdoors somewhere nice and discrete. Feed each other fruit and say goodbye. Back home to the ocean side cottage, mix a few cocktails and throw on the kimono with some appropriate tuneage in the background. Make a big dooby – the finest, natural ‘erb of course – and watch the sun set over the horizon. Write something decent. Throw my smartphone into the ocean while night walking on am empty beach. Be lured towards a mystical hymnal, seductive siren song and fall into a tangle of reaching arms and soft skin, a mess of lush thick hair and warmth and empathy and love. Descend, transcend and drown into the universe.
Did I remember to turn off the immersion?
win
Me? Oh just a nice lie on would do the trick.
And just who would you like to lie on, or have lie on you?
she’s a married lady !!! … I’m guessing she’d love a day out in a really hot car followed by amazing cake though :) ;)
Ahh, I was just channeling my inner Freud :) ps the answers bertie ;)
it’s always Bertie :)
you’re sooooo bad ;) x
Get up with the alarm (always awake before it), clothes straight from the dryer (we don’t have one), downstairs with my son to share my bowl of cereal (he gets his own overnight oats as well) and then play and read books with him until 10 when my wife would love to get up (she likes a lie in, I don’t). Then plan the day, maybe a walk before lunch (ham and cheese toastie with ballymaloe) and while himself naps, I catch up with stuff online and get a chapter in on a book. When himself wakes, we order a takeaway and chill out, maybe some work in the garden if the weather is okay.
All very ordinary and achievable stuff. A day away from work that I don’t think about the more depressing aspects of my job (end of life stuff) is chalked up as a win. Maybe some Lego, a rum (Kraken) and coke and make my wife watch some 80s/90s scifi*
*I’m debating between suggesting The Thing, Robocop and Starship Troopers this weekend :)
that’s really nice
All excellent choices of flicks Paul.
My two fav directors covered there.
My ideal day would be to experience and live moments of other people’s lives as per the comments above.