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Simon J
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One of those late middle-aged men with a large synthesiser collection you were warned about. Widower. Single Dad. Excelling at both. Cymraeg
Wales lost 73 - 0 at rugby today.

Lovely singing before kick off though.
November 29, 2025 at 10:25 PM
No Black Friday deals on the Aston Martin website AGAIN.
November 28, 2025 at 11:02 AM
Sat in my local listening to old people who arrived in Range Rovers bitching about how unfair the budget was.
November 26, 2025 at 7:24 PM
I dropped the box of family heirloom Christmas decorations on the way down the attic ladder and my mum's ghost is due to kick the shit out of me in the early hours of tomorrow.
November 26, 2025 at 4:46 PM
I'm not sure if this is a house they're building opposite me or a new Lidl.
November 24, 2025 at 9:27 AM
Wanted to build racing cars, studied engineering for waaaaay too long, built racing cars.

Considering switch to reindeer herding.
What’s the lore behind choosing your career path ?
November 22, 2025 at 11:01 PM
Arne Slot is to football management, what I am to air traffic control.
November 22, 2025 at 5:22 PM
I wonder what the England team will do with all that spare time over the next few days
November 22, 2025 at 9:14 AM
My garage door has jammed and calling it a cretin hasn't opened it, lads.
November 22, 2025 at 9:06 AM
Strange how those 'in it for life' 'have you seen my interval averages, Carl?' runners with £300 trainers and a Samoan warrior leg tattoo evaporate when the weather gets cold. Just me and next door's dog, who was sporting a very fetching fairisle jumper, plodding along the prom today.
November 20, 2025 at 12:04 PM
Considering just letting my eyebrows off the leash for 6 months.
November 19, 2025 at 4:26 PM
I've got my silk long johns on.

Stealthy, like a ninja.

Warm, like your nan.
November 19, 2025 at 11:25 AM
Crikey, Scotland. I've got coffee on the sofa now.
November 18, 2025 at 9:44 PM
That Nigel Farage will become more conservative and bigoted as he ages is something to ponder.
November 18, 2025 at 4:57 PM
I was reminiscing about going clubbing with girls who kept a Nokia clamshell phone, a front door key, 13.42p in assorted change and a lippy in one cup of their bra today.
November 17, 2025 at 9:56 PM
I've bought some organic chinos, lads.
November 17, 2025 at 11:47 AM
I see Kelly Brook is still inspiring wide spread cheekiness, then.
November 16, 2025 at 9:50 PM
A man in a 'Cat Daddy' hoodie attempting to bully an old couple off a table for four in a cafe, and failing, has cheered me rrrrrrrright up, lads.
November 14, 2025 at 4:29 PM
I found myself standing in The Range considering buying one of those two foot tall Christmas trees with battery powered lights and all the decorations fixed to it, today.

The plan was to move the tree from room to room as I do so I don't have to decorate more than one.

Oh God.
November 12, 2025 at 10:28 PM
Nice to see so many people who were perpetually scandalised by my inclination for punching racists (Ooooo, there's never ANY need for violence piety) are finally coming round to the idea.
November 11, 2025 at 10:05 AM
Monday morning coffee with my crowd and I walked in halfway through a conversation between Bel and Alison that involved phrases like "we're contemplating our third" "it's so expensive now" and "I'm not getting any younger"

They were talking about labradors.
November 10, 2025 at 11:40 AM
I could run the BBC lads. I've single parented two girls from the ground up and the early years of doing that were the perfect preparation. And the middle years. And sometimes the now years....anyway my point is I wouldn't have resigned from it even if I could have.
November 9, 2025 at 10:23 PM
Lads, a link I clicked on, on Vinted took me to an IQ test which I completed exceptionally quickly and with a score in the top 8% but it wouldn't tell me what precisely unless I enabled notifications and gave them my email address.
November 9, 2025 at 10:13 PM
Oh, and I can't stress this enough, fuck yeah.
November 9, 2025 at 4:13 PM
Had lunch at the HQ of the North Wales mafia, lads. By which I mean Italian Welsh women with chubby toddlers and immaculate husbands who are fffery 'appy to see you.
November 8, 2025 at 4:42 PM