Meanwhile, in the attic, one of the two-part purlins has been separating for some years. A few good blasts of wind will bring roof down, according to a couple of the many surveyors. Landlord has ignored it, their coked-up roofer told me to fix it myself, and the purlin continues to separate.

Landlord sends round surveyors who tell landlord that it needs sorting out quick sharpish, landlord ignores survey, and gets a different surveyor round who says the same thing.

Each time a surveyor comes round, they pluck off a bit of plaster, like its the Berlin Wall.

WTAF, lack of exterior drainage *and* lack of action by landlord over several years has made the party wall brickwork so wet that we have what appears to be a cat's claw creeper growing out of the rotten skirting board.

This beats the carpet mushrooms of my old damp flat. Absolutely stunning.

Went into the real world today and experienced woods and bluebells, as well as a tree totally suitable for weird rituals, should I need to do a weird ritual in the future.

OMG @octopus.energy it finally happened what a way to end 2024 etc

The print wins! Woo! Yay! Etc!

I need a cigarette after that.

Have left the thrills of Flog It for the final few layers of the print.

It's so exciting, much better than Flog It.

Watching a very tense race going on here, really can't tell who is going to finish first, the 3D print, or the filament.

Not sure my neighbours have had a radioactive incident in the house, as it appears to be getting encased in a Chornobyl-style sarcophagos.

Wee Cat hanging out with one of her trusty bodyguards.

Wee Cat showing us mere humans how to lounge about properly.