Red hot Satdeh and I'm working outdoors for £st00pid today, hurrah! How are you lot this super sunny day?

I've got a piss-easy gig just down the road at Warwick Uni this afternoon, where my brief is to have as much juggley fun in the sun as I possibly can, and then write a large bill for the privilege. This is good. And then later on as a richly deserved reward I shall get fucking slaughtered, because I'm worth it.

Who's gonna catch some rays today? Who is going to moan bitterly about being a pasty ginge who goes bright pink every time they so much as walk past a copy of The Sun? Who will get comically plastered in a pub garden somewhere until they resemble foam shrimp sweets?

Bonus topics :-

The slo-mo car crash of Treezah May's plummet from credibility is the gift that just keeps on giving, I can't help but sit slack-jawed at the sheer incompetent unbelievability of the whole thing. JC's approval ratings have reportedly just surpassed TM's ffs! A time of great uncertainty for the country with some very poor prospects in the offing, but great spectator sport nevertheless. And now Macron and Merkel are teasing her with the option of rescinding article 50. Interesting times.

Today is World Juggling Day! 4reals, 'tis most important. Learn to juggle, check out r/juggling (the mod team are super nice), check out some of the eye-popping videos over at Juggling TV, or even read The Edge if you're really hellbent on immersing yourself in the culture.

I bleached my hair this week despite being older than many people who no longer have any. It looks ridiculous and I don't give a fuck because it's not me that has to look at it, so nyerrr. Bite me!

Edit: De-fuckerated muh links. Soz about that.