More blood tests, more compliments on my juicy, generous veins. Put it on my gravestone: “She bled beautifully.”
February 13, 2026 at 10:31 AM
More blood tests, more compliments on my juicy, generous veins. Put it on my gravestone: “She bled beautifully.”
Shame on us both.
February 13, 2026 at 8:18 AM
Shame on us both.
I fell for the Connections trick today YET AGAIN. I’m like Charlie Brown with that football.
February 13, 2026 at 8:15 AM
I fell for the Connections trick today YET AGAIN. I’m like Charlie Brown with that football.
Do you like them because they’re your name backwards?
February 13, 2026 at 7:52 AM
Do you like them because they’re your name backwards?
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Happy birthday to one of my favourite haters, Charles Darwin
February 12, 2026 at 4:31 PM
Happy birthday to one of my favourite haters, Charles Darwin
“One of them had jam on its face”
February 12, 2026 at 7:48 PM
“One of them had jam on its face”
Oh my god, ABSOLUTELY. In fact I now think I may also be having crumble and custard later.
February 12, 2026 at 5:20 PM
Oh my god, ABSOLUTELY. In fact I now think I may also be having crumble and custard later.
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🎶 if you have no daughters, give them to your local librarian 🎶
April 20, 2025 at 8:07 AM
🎶 if you have no daughters, give them to your local librarian 🎶
Hahaha! I hope you do. We all deserve hot cross buns in these trying times.
February 12, 2026 at 2:16 PM
Hahaha! I hope you do. We all deserve hot cross buns in these trying times.
Ugh, that stinks. Hope it’s sorted smartish.
February 12, 2026 at 12:30 PM
Ugh, that stinks. Hope it’s sorted smartish.
And no one had to chase after you in the street shouting ‘co-op member!’ ?
February 12, 2026 at 12:51 AM
And no one had to chase after you in the street shouting ‘co-op member!’ ?
Alt text: the opening bars of a piece of music, with the direction ‘creepy like a little sexmouse’
(I can’t give further details re: the notation as I don’t read music, sorry!)
(I can’t give further details re: the notation as I don’t read music, sorry!)
February 12, 2026 at 12:45 AM
Alt text: the opening bars of a piece of music, with the direction ‘creepy like a little sexmouse’
(I can’t give further details re: the notation as I don’t read music, sorry!)
(I can’t give further details re: the notation as I don’t read music, sorry!)
Alt text: a billboard on the side of a building at the top of a street, in the last of the afternoon sun. A woman in red and pink trousers is walking past it, a red and white NO ENTRY sign is beside it. The billboard has an old black and white photo of Wham! and the words THANK GOD FOR IMMIGRANTS.
February 12, 2026 at 12:43 AM
Alt text: a billboard on the side of a building at the top of a street, in the last of the afternoon sun. A woman in red and pink trousers is walking past it, a red and white NO ENTRY sign is beside it. The billboard has an old black and white photo of Wham! and the words THANK GOD FOR IMMIGRANTS.
Oh the original is one of my all-time favourites!
February 12, 2026 at 12:27 AM
Oh the original is one of my all-time favourites!
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Billboard in Dundee. Pic: Alistair Heather
February 11, 2026 at 7:39 PM
Billboard in Dundee. Pic: Alistair Heather
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RIP James Van Der Beek, whose greatest role was, of course, himself. Not for him the cheeky cameo: on Don't Trust The B---- In Apartment 23" the man turned self-ridicule into a full-time occupation, and did so magnificently.
February 11, 2026 at 8:14 PM
RIP James Van Der Beek, whose greatest role was, of course, himself. Not for him the cheeky cameo: on Don't Trust The B---- In Apartment 23" the man turned self-ridicule into a full-time occupation, and did so magnificently.
Aha! Welcome back.
February 11, 2026 at 8:41 PM
Aha! Welcome back.
I see you’re all fed up with the incessant rain. Welcome to Lancashire.
February 11, 2026 at 2:47 PM
I see you’re all fed up with the incessant rain. Welcome to Lancashire.