My cold is pretty bad but I went to the local chemist today to get some more Neurofen. I ran out yesterday. It's the same chemist I go to for my repeat eye drop prescription so I recognise the people and they recognise me. The head chemist and/or guy who owns the place is African but everyone else is South Asian women. This guy identified a rash on my neck a little while ago.

So I got the Neurofen but while I was there I ask this African guy if they sell razor blade replacements. He said, "Just the blades?" and I said "Yeah."

He then said, "What stick do you have?" I knew what he was talking about but is that the right term for the...stick part of the razor? I don't know. It may be. Anyway, I said, "Gilette" and they had the Mach 3 replacement blades so I was good to go. It's even a bit cheaper than most places because these blades were clearly meant for the Middle Eastern market judging by the packaging. I'm not sure of the legality of this.

In other news, I love not working. And I added some chubby 30 year old Filipina to WhatsApp today. She lives in Essex, though. It's a bit of a journey. I met somebody from Essex before but...it is a trek. Between two and three hours according to tfl.gov.uk . But she says she sometimes goes to London so I said when she's here we can do something.

Oh, I thought of another wrestler who does podcasts. Rowdy Roddy Piper. He's really, really terrible. The worst of the lot by far. He has serious mental health problems.