How good is horlicks, huh?

I quite like the Har Mar Superstar song “late night morning light” but I once read disparaging things about HMSS & am unsure if this is a band I am supposed to abhor and reject. What are the rules?

Got two tickets to the awesome Pye Corner Audio in Shipley tomorrow, which I’ve been looking forward to for ages. But I’m also away more since I booked tickets including this weekend. If anyone wants them (and will go) hit me up. Free to a good home — apart from a quick match report obvs 😉

gonna be sporting and give tim a five minute head start

I bet Trump would sell his children for magic beans

I’m full o’ beans today, which is weird as I’m both perimenopausal AND premenstrual AND unbelievably going through some surreal life shit, but the butcher said he thought I was in my 30s (I know his game, he wants my collagen) & I’m wearing pink, & the lady at the laundrette has had a tooth removed.

Me, in Dirty Dancing. Johnny: “how did you get here?” Me: “I ate the entire watermelon”

So I literally was at the pool for 6:15 & it was dead good. It was as me & @grovedigger.bsky.social keep saying “MINT”. We are devoted to resurrection of great 90’s idiosyncrasies. Because they were mint.

Julia must have freckly tits like me

I was in the pool for 6:15 this morning. After yesterday’s drug consignment at the depot, I felt dirty, needed to cleanse my soul & chlorine could brighten St Peter’s robes, so it sure as hell can work on my spiritual baggage.

Bought a 12kg kettle bell a few months ago, to facilitate some better home workouts. So far

I have an egg custard tart and I’ve had a good day. I can’t explain why.

ARE wimmin

Just been on a drugs run. Turn up at the main hosp pharmacy back entrance. Wearing civvies, nurses scowl at me to go to the general outpatient pharmacy. I flash a message on my phone: I’m authorised to be here. Ok says the nurse, you got it. Fetches a man in dark clothes. “You’re here for the drugs”

Please read my story, I made myself laugh writing it.

Just been on a drugs run. Turn up at the main hosp pharmacy back entrance. Wearing civvies, nurses scowl at me to go to the general outpatient pharmacy. I flash a message on my phone: I’m authorised to be here. Ok says the nurse, you got it. Fetches a man in dark clothes. “You’re here for the drugs”

I aspire to such righteous eloquence whenever I am passionately enraged. What a message.

Up the choughs

Been watching some old Richard Scarry VHS rips with my son, and found an outstanding reaction image, especially for ill-conceived fast food items!

What do we think of my new sunglasses? I wanted love hearts since I was a kid but getting prescriptions has for a long time been impossible. I love them.

Told a lie this morning. Gave a life preserving treatment. Sterilised the kitchen top to hospital standard. Pierced my son’s flesh. Played mariokart to help him calm. Took a call from college. Couldn’t explain what I’d been doing, so mine robbing is the complexity, so unbelievable. Just said words.

This morning I have successfully given a subcutaneous infusion of a complement 3 immunosuppressive drug worth ALOTOFMONEY to my son for the severalth time. It is stressful.

Shall I jack it all in & play the sims

Thread. I'm saddened to hear of the death of Peter Aldington, the genius architect behind houses including Turn End in Buckinghamshire and Anderton House near Barnstaple: someone who, in an unshowy way, put a huge amount of thought into about what really makes a home a nice place to be...

You know what the HARDEST bit about my son’s kidney disease is? I just realised this, as I’m contemplating how to get him back to school after over a half term of sick-leave absence. It’s managing his dietary needs. Low potassium, low sodium, easy protein, fluid restrictions, overnight tube feeding

Man this story is something gofund.me/28678c7d5

Hallloooo good morning

We’ve achieved a lot in London these last ten years. Thank you, London. I couldn’t have done it without you.

ever meet someone and know they've never sung in their car

It's a long time since I've brought a big musical instrument back from a holiday, but I couldn't resist this gorgeous dramnyen—a 7 string fretless lute—which seems to be being promoted as characteristic Bhutanese instrument.

I went for an 8 a.m. swim & sauna. 50 lengths without stopping is now easy (if slow) but the WORST THING HAPPENED: the leisure centre cafe which is EXCELLENT, was closed so I’ve not had my incentive reward of a good cappuccino & bun. Damn.

I still love the theory a Year 6 child proposed to me that David Attenborough is actually God and he got fed up with people not noticing the amazing things he'd created, so he made documentaries to show off.

Same sentiment I got from my daughters

I’m busy painting twix bars.

I’ve taken five minutes for myself. What’s going on for everyone?

An hour long procedure took almost 3, today & involved literal blood & tears. The way nursing care labour intrudes into my world at its own pace, is something clinicians cannot factor when they prescribe something, declaring “it isn’t hard to do”, but never considering the backdrop of domestic life

Why is it that we have the same face & hair etc every day but some days I believe I am considerably uglier and more disgusting than on other days. Objectively I know sometimes I am more groomed & thus look groomier but it’s always just me. Had a zoom meet at 7 am & reviewed the footage. Horrors.

For the last time, it's not a staycation unless you actually stay at home and go out for the day. *grits teeth* www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...

A perk of having a teenager with need for proprioceptive stimulation in hands that was once met with clay or dough, is that I frequently am offered a foot massage while he sits on my bed to grumble about anything & everything.

It’s a Dr John & Tom Waits sorta morning.

Oh good morning poppets. How draining to be back at this side of things.

Well, either that or really high art

Bitches sometimes notice basic deception

". the Canvas breach demonstrates that the education sector sits in a regulatory gap: schools are subject to data protection obligations ... yet their ability to meet those obligations depends on the security practices of a private company owned by a private equity firm on another continent.'

I am rather achy tired this evening. Lots of physical labour goes into this boat building, but more than that, I had to detach from great company & laughter with the feller, to return to screaming ungrateful teens.

About a decade ago, @grovedigger.bsky.social bought a copy of this painting from me & we became friends & I promptly fell in (private, unrequited) love. Years later, we got together & so I arranged for us to go to it’s origin, & build a bloody canoe. It’s gorgeous & it’s been a wonderful.

the feller @grovedigger.bsky.social & I are staying here for a few days & building something brilliant together