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hazelblackberry 🌱
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Update: blobbing (but not on the blob; hurrah for post-menopausal WUH-man).
A pair of legs - unshaven, soz - and a glass of rosè wine (topped up with soda water and ice because #klasseeelaydeee). In the background is a tv showing Celebrity Traitors. One can assume that the taker of the photo is the owner of the legs and on the couch, blobbing.
November 14, 2025 at 11:08 AM
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The Pixies were definitely not
Behind the Pixies is their classic stylised ‘P’. Next to it are two lit up globes like little letter os, seemingly spelling the word ‘Poo’, because I am a 55-year-old WUH-man with a serious sensible job and a house and everything. (Also, to reiterate, the Pixies were not poo.)
November 8, 2025 at 1:57 PM
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I want to assure you all I’m not being maudlin or obsessing over my dead cat (and anyway it’s only been a couple of days, so give me a break) but my phone just showed me this pic AND WASN’T HE JUST THE BEST.

(Yes, your cat/dog/Guinea pig/significant animal person is also the best, obvs.)
A ginger cat sits like a fabulous little prince on a round yellow velvet cushion. He is a darling through and through. His gaze might be mistaken for soulful but it was probably just blank. He was a ginger after all.
October 18, 2025 at 2:04 PM
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Also we saw this poor little dead guy. Think it was a juvenile Gould’s hooded snake (aka a black-headed snake (no SCHITTe, Sherlock)). Each time I just tried to type ‘juvenile’ my phone autocorrected it to Neville and I have to say that Neville would be an excellent name for most venomous snakes.
A skinny little snake guy, who is a dark coppery brown with a glossy black head. A friend, but at a distance. Definitely a nope rope. Our SNEK friend but from the other end. “Oh please don’t look at my bottom!”
October 18, 2025 at 5:54 AM
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The Tony Memorial Bush Walk was A BEAUT.
A pale lavender Philotheca contrasting with the rusty brown track behind it. The plant has long leggy stems with clusters of green spindly leaves topped with many little five-petalled flowers. A grevillea quercifolia (oak-leafed grevillea) in the foreground with a pimelia in the background and behind that trees and xanthorrhoeas. The grevillea’s leaves are long and serrated and the flower is a cluster of deep pink curls. The white and pink flowers of a pimelia - somewhat like puffballs - push through the spindly but tough leaves of a xanthorrhoea. Behind them are the thin forest trees of marri, karri and jarrah. Amongst the grey-brown leaf litter of the forest floor is the bright orange flower of a drosera, or pimpernel sundew. The centre of the flower is black, flecked with yellow.
October 18, 2025 at 5:43 AM
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The Gelchild is devastated. She’s staying another night so we can mourn and remember the stinky old weasel. RIP my beautiful Tony man. This was the first photo that came up of him when I searched: acquiescing to the donning of a ribbon, safe and secure in the knowledge of his great beauty.
A picture of the best, most handsome, most brave, most devilishly delightful and developmental delayed ginger cat with a green ribbon with white polka dots tied prettily around his neck. What a guy!
October 15, 2025 at 11:02 AM
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This doesn’t strike me as a strong selling point.
An ad states: “Fix your back. The only bed with a steel beam (underlined) under the back (underlined) of each sleeper.”
October 9, 2025 at 11:14 AM
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Am at the uni with The Gelchild while she cleans out her studio. She asked me what was for dinner tonight, I said soup and now we’re chanting, “Soup, soup, the magical meal; the more it sits, the more it congeals.” Also, here is the sign she posted on the door of the print studio.
A sign taped to a door which reads: Please press closed ‘til CLICK! Or it beeps SO FUCKING LOUD and I have to hop up and close it and not get MAD exactly just slightly inconveinienced (sic) so like whatever…who cares. But if you read and ignore this sign I’ll be mildly disappointed in you so I hope you can handle that.
October 5, 2025 at 6:13 AM
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I think I missed the turnoff.
A skeleton sits inside the rusted cab of a farm truck, resting in a paddock. There are canola flowers and eucalypts in the background.
October 4, 2025 at 11:09 PM
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Important work comms
First text: Thank god you weren't in the office as I just talked about "runny nut butters". Reply text: I have many questions. That shall never be asked.
September 30, 2025 at 9:08 AM
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Went for a bushwalk yesterday, came home and left shoes by kitchen bench. Emerged after shower, clean and fresh and swaddled in snuggly clothes, only to find The Cat going MENNAL over my footwear. (Voice and cackle in background courtesy of The Gelchild.)
September 8, 2025 at 12:06 PM
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Absolutely cracked up at this #notificationscoincidence
A screenshot of the first two BlueSky notifications I received this morning. The first is a like of my post which reads, “And if I live to be 60, or even 59 years and five months, I’ll have also outlived my dad.” Immediately below that is notification of a reply to a separate post and the reply reads, “Sounds bliss.”
August 25, 2025 at 10:26 PM
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Best combo of headline and name.
Headline: Rules you can’t break on a nude cruise holiday. Writer’s name: Matt Shrivell
August 22, 2025 at 6:26 AM
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Apparently this is a painting from the 1990s called Lady with Brain. But all I see is Amy Schumer.
A painting of a somewhat startled woman with a brain billowing out behind her.
August 20, 2025 at 11:04 AM
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And @marzipen.bsky.social made me a lap blanket, which is getting a workout this evening.
Close up of a crocheted blanket in luxurious, vivid red and orange in a kind of herringbone stitch, I guess.
August 17, 2025 at 8:41 AM
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We have had scrambled eggs and bacon for brekky, but animal friendly. #thisveganeatsveganeats
A plate piled high with avocado, scrambled tofu on buttery toast and rice paper bacon.
August 17, 2025 at 5:23 AM
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Home from a lovely bushwalk with Bay Leaf. Thank GAWD for my trekking poles as climb up was a slog and climb back down was rocky and slippery and slidy. So many lovely wildflowers out and about. Hovea is always a fave.
Small purple, pea-like, flowers bunched at the end of a prickly stem. In the background are the long thin leaves of a balga plant, grass tree or Xanthorrhoea.
August 10, 2025 at 7:51 AM
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A post by @kenjennings.bsky.social which reads: Children of Men but it’s the last driver still using turn signals.
August 5, 2025 at 3:35 AM
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What I want to send back whenever someone writes to me “I hope this email finds you well.”
A deceptively simple line drawing by @pantspants.bsky.social. The picture is of a scrappy but adorable balding middle-aged gentleman at his laptop. He is typing “Your email did not ‘find me well.’ I have diarhea.” Spellcheck is offering to correct the misspelling of diarrhoea. (In the animated version of this picture our hero clicks ‘ignore spelling’.)
July 17, 2025 at 10:22 AM
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Guess the bed doesn’t get made today.
An old ginger cat is cosy amongst the bed clothes and I don’t have the heart to disturb him.
July 6, 2025 at 11:57 PM
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#sundaypixweather Sister and I at the top of Mt Wellington/kunanyi in summer, frozen by the snow and icy gale straight from the Southern Ocean; and afterwards in the (mercifully warm) car (with heated seats) trying to get a shot of how much our eyes were streaming from the wind.
Two women at the top of Mt Wellington/kunanyi getting blown to smithereens by the wind. We’d come up to the summit to see the arrival of summer snow. The same two giddy galoots trying to get a photo of how much their eyes were watering - in between sniffling and laughing.
July 6, 2025 at 2:07 PM
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Sweetly slumbering ancient old man.
A ginger cat, somewhat generously proportioned, lies on a blue rug next to a radiator. He is asleep, unaware of the closing storm that will ruffle his feathers, unaware of the love that envelops him just for being his old weird self.
July 2, 2025 at 12:28 PM
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Macauley is right to look horrified. Acts of Random Capitalisation hurt us all. I had to read this several times to understand what it said.
A sign for staff which reads, “We’re moving House and Building a new one, so make sure you don’t lose anything!” The capitalisation of ‘house’ and ‘building’ throws the reader right off. Especially when the reader is me.
June 27, 2025 at 1:55 PM
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Much mockery of me at work today when I thought that the thumbnail I was looking at showed a small impala riding on a larger impala’s back.
#whenonepandastickshiswillyinanotherlittlepandasear
A picture that at first glance could be construed as one impala riding on another impala’s back. In the foreground is a normal-size impala frolicking across a segment of savannah. In the background, directly above and intersecting with this impala is a seemingly smaller impala, grazing away and innocently creating this trés hilaire optical illusion.
June 26, 2025 at 10:18 AM
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Mr Hippo & Wacky Cat have been watching Would I LieTo You while I’ve been stitching using my new stand. It’s really been a lovely evening.
In the foreground a cross stitch hoop with lettering emerging that will eventually say GET SHIT DONE. To the left is a gentleman hippopotamus companion and a cat in a hat and a scarf (so you know he’s Wacky) (they are atop a small ottoman) and in front of then a tv on which is playing Would I Lie to You? (I wouldn’t.)
June 23, 2025 at 1:28 PM