Andrew
whereisandrew.bsky.social
Andrew
@whereisandrew.bsky.social
Senior executive specialising in technology strategy. Part of the anti-growth, woke, coalition (probably). Messages are my own.
Typically the people responding to your questions
February 11, 2026 at 9:24 PM
February 11, 2026 at 6:54 AM
The bridge over troubled water
February 6, 2026 at 11:38 PM
I’m very attached to them
February 5, 2026 at 10:42 AM
Oh man,

I wish i had gone with “edgy”.
February 5, 2026 at 7:21 AM
Challenged
February 4, 2026 at 8:09 PM
None.

Steeling mangoes isn’t a victimless crime
February 4, 2026 at 9:51 AM
I pity the fool !
February 1, 2026 at 2:48 PM
The strange thing is, tangerine is a darker shade of skin than most. Maybe it isn’t just darker skin but the hue as well

🍊
February 1, 2026 at 2:47 PM
7:40
January 31, 2026 at 8:49 AM
35 years and any ability to play tennis
January 28, 2026 at 5:14 PM
And then piss off some more
January 28, 2026 at 2:34 PM
Unbroken eggs.

After all, you can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs.
January 28, 2026 at 8:30 AM
Think
January 27, 2026 at 6:59 PM
Sleeping
January 27, 2026 at 6:59 PM
Threatened Greenland
January 27, 2026 at 2:55 PM
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January 27, 2026 at 2:51 PM
Two lasses, one deep fried mars bar
January 26, 2026 at 7:05 PM
Piano mam
January 26, 2026 at 5:05 PM
A regal wildebeast from Windsor,
Had horns that were a total eyesoar.
He skipped the Great Park,
For a dance after dark,
And ruined the Castle’s mahogany floor.
January 26, 2026 at 5:02 PM
A thirsty white bear lived in Penge,
On a wild carbonated binge.
He drank all the Fanta,
While delivering the banter,
Now his fur has a bright orange tinge.
January 26, 2026 at 4:58 PM
Has he moved from Pinner ?
January 26, 2026 at 4:55 PM
A frustrated racist from Rochdale,
Found the main parties' promises stale.
With a cross for Reform,
He looked for a storm,
To eject everyone who wasn’t pale.
January 26, 2026 at 4:47 PM
Once a chopping board named Charles,
Was awarded many kitchen-based laurels.
Under cleaver and knife,
He lived a sharp life,
Midst the onions and garlic and quarrels.
January 26, 2026 at 4:42 PM