Can you feel that?
That light breeze? Might just be the wind of change, my friends.
That’s right, 2025 has landed. And after a cursory glance around the cockpit here, well, I can’t spot a handbrake. No sir. No rulebook either. Everything is on the table. Nothing stays the same.
“It’s a new era, so put the quinoa down, you can eat proper food again. And by that I mean: just meat.”
I mean let’s start with doors.
Bet you thought you had that whole shebang down pat, right? Opening them, and closing them, maybe walking through them? Think again.
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Meat’s back on the menu boys
Way back in wokentimes, having more than 4 hamburgers on your person would see you fall foul of the folks at the RSPCA, NATO and probably a local rambling group of some sorts.
Anyway, it’s a new era, so put the quinoa down, you can eat proper food again. And by that I mean: just meat.
Perhaps a bit of water, too.
It’s guys being dudes
You know what, come to think, maybe it’s masculinity – guys being dudes – that’s had a change-up?
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We can get topless and feral with our brothers, having paid a not inconsiderable fee in order to scream in the woods. Speaking hombre-to-hombre here, I reckon that feels good?
Still, slowly slowly catchy monkey as they say. Some habits die hard.