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29.04.25 13.21

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The scarification of 2025. Probably a bit later than usually recommend but the weather forecast for the next couple of weeks seems fairly wet so no issues there. I didn't need to take a lot out as I stayed well on top of it last summer. I threw down some fertiliser a few weeks ago and it has sprung back nicely, however I just wanted to create some grooves in the soil to put down some more seeds as it isn't as thick as I'd like. Can't be bothered to cover with compost so I'll just hope for the best. Can't wait to see how it comes back.

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I don't know how to share this any other way. However, I don't think I've ever seen a sportsman, sorry I mean, human, in the moment when they've just achieved their life goal in the moment of it actually happening. Literally, this is the thing this person has always wanted, and he's been denied it for all these years despite it being gettable. This is it. He's just (in real sports terms) gone through hell to get it...and keep it. This is what this looks like.

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First test of the little camera. It's a bit fiddly having to stick the little SD card in the devices etc but not overly complicated.

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These are cool as fuck. I need to get something like this - but for men.

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Felt better in football last night. Probably helped being on a bigger pitch so more long passes = less running. The plan is to go for a run today to keep the Monday/Friday routine, even if my legs and body are sore from last night. I can class it as a recovery run.

Have another lawn to mow later too. Definitely recommend the EGO system, ideally I'd get another battery. That could be a purchase later in the summer, although the does rapid charge in an hour so is there really any need for such an outlay? I'll have to think about it.

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Another book I'll never read but wish I could.

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Some lawn related shit from this weekend. Gave a quote to mow this lawn, should be easy enough but the sort of border thing worries me a bit, may end up just strimming it all rather than put my mower on the uneven, narrow surface. I've just bought an EGO strimmer too. Going all in on EGO at the minute, and I've really enjoyed mowing over the last year or so, I used to see it as a chore but actually it's quite fun and there's an art to it. I can see myself doubling down on it rather than the treatment side in the future, maybe not as profitable but less stressful and easier, plus the clientele is nicer and more grateful.

I've also replaced my Cooper Pegler sprayers with this Petra battery sprayer. It's completely different to the big, chunky, clunky CP ones. CP is the best brand for sprayers but I can't be bothered for the upkeep and the cleaning. Plus having it all powered by battery is cool. These are far more lightweight and I find 8 litres is enough for a lawn - just need to make sure I've got enough weed killer in the boot to dilute on site if I need more.

I was actually a bit stressed at the start of the year that my business would just stagnate but I've had a few enquiries this year, and they're all for what I want to do so I'm happy I dropped the lawn care element and went in a different direction. As I said, I think I'd like to make more of a thing of the mowing - especially now I've got a BEAST of a mower and strimmer set, so that's something to consider when this domain name runs out in the summer.

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Post shower blow dry hair

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I am absolutely in love with this at the moment. I've never delved into this band but I think I will make it my musical project over the spring/summer.

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Clint Marvel: Flying on Thin Ice

Captain Clint Marvel strode through Heathrow Airport like he owned the place. Tall, tanned, and dressed in a perfectly pressed pilot’s uniform, he had the swagger of a man who had spent decades being adored—and knew it.

As he made his way to the gate for Flight 427 to Dubai, he spotted a group of young flight attendants from his own airline standing by the crew lounge. With a wolfish grin, he slid his aviators down his nose.

“Morning, ladies. I trust you all slept well? Or at least got some sleep?” His eyebrows waggled.

The youngest of the group, a fresh-faced brunette named Sophie, looked confused. “Excuse me, Captain?”

Clint leaned in conspiratorially. “Well, with the way you all look, I’d say you were up all night. But I’m not complaining.”

The other flight attendants exchanged glances. Sophie’s jaw dropped.

Jim Foggarty, Clint’s long-suffering co-pilot, grabbed him by the elbow and dragged him away before HR got involved. “Jesus, Clint. Do you ever hear the words coming out of your mouth?”

Clint laughed. “Oh, come on, Jim. A little friendly banter never hurt anyone.”

“That wasn’t banter, that was a lawsuit waiting to happen.”

Clint shrugged. “In my day, women liked a little flirtation. It made them feel appreciated.”

Jim shook his head. “In your day, people smoked on planes, and cockpit doors didn’t lock. Move on.”

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A Flight to Remember

As they boarded the plane, Clint made a beeline for Lisa Monroe, the purser. Lisa had worked with Clint for years and was one of the few people who could handle him.

“Lisa, looking stunning as always,” Clint said, flashing his signature grin. “What’s the in-flight entertainment today? Or do I just stare at you for eight hours?”

Lisa rolled her eyes. “Captain Marvel, do you ever say anything appropriate?”

“Depends. Is ‘Nice ass’ appropriate? Because I was thinking it, but I held back. That counts for something, right?”

Jim groaned. “Clint, I swear to God—”

Lisa exhaled sharply. “Marvel, I’ve told you before—one day, you’re going to say the wrong thing to the wrong person.”

Clint winked. “Well, I hope so. If I’m saying the wrong thing, that means I’ve got them flustered. And flustered means interested.”

Jim rubbed his temples. “You have got to be the only man alive who thinks an HR meeting is a flirting opportunity.”

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Pilot, Public Menace

A few hours into the flight, Clint stretched in his seat, yawning as he reached for the intercom.

“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We’re cruising at 38,000 feet, and if you look out your windows, you’ll see… well, a whole lot of nothing. But don’t worry, the real view is inside the cabin. And by that, I mean our incredible flight attendants, who I’d like to personally thank for looking as gorgeous as ever.”

Jim snatched the intercom out of his hands. “What are you doing?!”

Clint shrugged. “Just boosting morale.”

Lisa stormed into the cockpit. “Captain, what the hell was that?”

Clint leaned back in his seat, hands behind his head. “Just a little appreciation speech.”

Lisa’s nostrils flared. “Captain, you are literally one step away from being written up.”

Clint sighed. “Fine, fine. I’ll behave.”

Lisa folded her arms. “I highly doubt that.”

Jim muttered under his breath, “So do I.”

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Turbulence and Temptation

A few hours later, Clint made his way to the galley, where Sophie and another flight attendant, Megan, were preparing drinks.

“Ladies,” he said smoothly, “I just wanted to apologize if I’ve been too much today. I know my natural charm can be overwhelming.”

Megan smirked. “Captain Marvel, your natural charm is about forty years past its expiration date.”

Clint placed a hand on his chest. “Wounded. But I appreciate the honesty.” He turned to Sophie. “And you? Do you think I’m too much?”

Sophie hesitated. “Uh… well—”

Clint leaned in. “Because I could tone it down… but then again, I could take you out for a drink in Dubai and let you decide for yourself.”

Megan nearly choked on her coffee. “Oh my God.”

Jim appeared in the doorway. “What the hell is happening in here?”

Sophie turned bright red. “Captain Marvel just… asked me out.”

Jim pinched the bridge of his nose. “Clint. Do you ever shut up?”

Clint grinned. “Not when I’ve got an audience.”

Lisa’s voice crackled over the intercom. “Captain Marvel, please report to the cockpit immediately.”

Jim smirked. “I think you’ve got an HR meeting before your date.”

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A Slight Adjustment

After landing in Dubai, Clint was strongly encouraged to have a private chat with the airline’s senior staff.

When he returned to the crew lounge, Jim was waiting for him. “So? How bad was it?”

Clint loosened his tie. “Let’s just say, I’ve been advised to modernize my approach.”

Jim snorted. “That’s one way to put it.”

Clint exhaled dramatically. “I suppose I could try to be a little less… me.”

Jim raised an eyebrow. “Are you having an epiphany?”

Clint smirked. “Don’t get carried away. But maybe… just maybe… I’ll cool it with the in-flight innuendos. At least when Lisa is listening.”

Jim chuckled. “It’s a start.”

As they strolled toward their hotel, Clint caught sight of a stunning woman at the bar.

He nudged Jim. “Think HR covers what I do off the plane?”

Jim groaned. “You’re hopeless.”

Clint grinned. “Hopelessly charming.”

And with that, Captain Clint Marvel strutted toward his next adventure—still flying high, still pushing his luck, and still one inappropriate comment away from disaster.

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The headband is back. First run back completed. (I need to shave)

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Genius ❤️

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They probably won't but how AMAZING would it be if Oasis open with Shock of the Lightening in the summer. Just walk out and straight into that drum beat. Wow.

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Doing my usual Oscar nominated film catch up again. Might actually complete it this year. Anyway, I started with Nickel Boys last night, pretty good if not spectacular. I'd give it a very solid 7 out of 10.

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This book (which I will probably never read) looks good and seems highly regarded by people whose opinions I respect.

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The fibre number here is crazy. Probably an all time record I'd imagine. Without even trying.