Dreamed the leisure centre’s new management & staff didn’t believe my name was real & I pulled the believe it or I’ll speak to your manager line. Really dull dreams for asserting my identity in prosaic place.

Have created a gant chart to pretend I know what am doing for the first 4 weeks of my MA research. Sadly “playing the sims” won’t cut it.

Someone called me: the message left when I didn’t answer was that they called to onboard me. I do not care to endure an onboarding, I wish to be welcomed, greeted, settled in with seltzer water in a pensione, before a rakish guide joins me for a late dinner with wine, to explain the process.

Oh Hi. I’m working and not working. Part of the irritation of working is sitting down when I’d rather be swimming in a cold peridot green river pool in Mediterranean Europe, or taking a languid siesta & making love before blissful snoozing, or in a shady hammock with a pint of barley water.

If you’re in the space to support a good cause, this one caught my eye this morning. www.gofundme.com/f/community-...

Going to bed early because the whole day has just been an insult to my nervous system despite being a reasonably nice day.

You know when you see a mouse on the road & it turns out to be a dancing leaf? Today it was actually a wee mouse on the white line & I was slow enough to watch it cross safely!

Men on dating apps

The other hormones No one’s home, protest-alone, cyclical avoid-the-telephone, stand up hear-me-groan, dishwashing related teen-kids syndrome, cholesterol no-more-icecream-cone Fucking doing- it-all-on-my-own

I’m proper melancholic currently & keep attributing it to hormones, but that conveniently dodges a)ex being a tosser still about the mortgage paperwork despite agreeing to sell me the house - he’s delayed things by a month now b) the intensive care regimen my poorly son needs all the time

Alexa, fix my internal hip rotation issues

Scientists built a solar reactor that eats plastic bottles and burps out clean hydrogen at scale Cambridge Uni made the device with simple materials using a paint sprayer—offering a possible dual fix for plastic pollution and dirty hydrogen production www.anthropocenemagazine.org/2026/07/scie...

Heat waves. Thanks to @climateadam.bsky.social's most recent video, which helped inform this comic and gave me the kick I needed to make it.

I find it really problematic that people make bacon bagels.

Can tell you my lad would have died at a week old, & many many times beyond, were it not for the extraordinary access to advanced healthcare via the NHS. Not only that but I’d have had to stop trying to save him a few bankruptcies in, under another system.

Sunday evening bluesky is beautiful tonight. Nature posts, allotment harvests, happy meals. Good on you all, you’re winning life, you know.

There’s this messed up stereotype that women can only do push-ups on our knees. Actually, some of us can’t do them at all. 😂

Stupid sad feelings need to get stuffed.

Lidl perfumiers know their clientele are the Dutch Oven set

This cow at the back was proper rubbernecking to get a look in

My GP practice sent me a message to say I’m due an annual blood test. Have no idea what for & feel a bit irritable about yet another example of “performing my duty to meet the needs of the institution.” It’s supposed to be the other way around.

Took my friend’s dog for a walk (with mine) & turns out she is a cow whisperer.

Lovely local beauty spot, site of tragedy for some. Either way, the lack of respect from visitors here is just infuriating.

Lovely local beauty spot, site of tragedy for some. Either way, the lack of respect from visitors here is just infuriating.

I have been intermittent fasting most days of the week (skipping meals for reasonable periods & then eating sensibly) because there’s no diet like not thinking about food unless you absolutely have to. It really works for me, I genuinely feel a lot healthier as a result. Now watch me drop dead.

I’ve bought 5m of heat reflective sail cloth to make shades for the outside of the windows. No idea how i’m going to hang them.

Not posting photos here but when I tell you I’m only wearing yellow knickers & I have sat on a chocolate button & my daughter has screamed in laughter at the placement of the melted chocolate, I think you’ll laugh too.

Not posting photos here but when I tell you I’m only wearing yellow knickers & I have sat on a chocolate button & my daughter has screamed in laughter at the placement of the melted chocolate, I think you’ll laugh too.

On LinkedIn, I wish (on the few times a year I bother looking) that just one time, my profile could have been viewed by a traditional dairy ice cream manufacturer from the south west. It’s always some fuckin recruiter from the healthcare industry in Greater Manchester

My daughter is poorly with tonsillitis for the 3rd time this year. Snot girl summer. She had a tonsillectomy when she was a kid.

Today I shall be Holly Hobby & proud. Dressing for pleasure rather than for social approval is just the most wonderful feeling. It comes partly as a recovery from a lifetime of being conditioned to want male approval. @grovedigger.bsky.social approves of me in a ballgown or a binbag. Liberating.

I’m definitely going back for this mug.

Adult catholic converts don’t be the worst person everyone knows challenge 2026 (difficulty: impossible)

People really do age at different rates huh? Bumped into a woman I’ve known 25 years since she was mid 20s & could easily have placed her in her late 60s. Was shocked really. She’s very healthy too. I think it was her hairstyle in some ways.

I am a little sad this morning.

Out of season as this was a frosty late winter walk but I have resurrected these beautiful images for everyone’s pleasure.

Tallying up how many lipsticks I think I have probably bought over my adult lifetime.. is probably about 30. And only about 5 of them have ever been those I wore regularly. I think I might be a bit more scarlet lipstick into my older life.

Jiggling my tiddies at myself in the mirror. Shame they’re on my back.

FYI Taking a package holiday to Mallorca is not “making memories”. Brains make memories based on far less than this. Also, my daughter told me yesterday that one of her core childhood memories was coming back from a failed adventure weekend, getting a Chinese takeaway & watching Benidorm with me.

Can someone please help me stop being weepy over the things? I found a congratulations new baby card sent to me by my very best friend in all the world to me when my eldest son was born 26+ years ago. He wrote it to my son. I cried over an injured pigeon. I’m crying because I want to go to the tip

I’d rather die.

Thriller idea: man with world's second smallest penis has to stop him.

Opinion: Raspberry crusha was superior to strawberry nesquik

A bunch of teens on my street . 4 girls like pastel & khaki crayons with blonde hair flipped to the side, trying to impress 1 chunky lad pulling that mewing face they go on about. I hope they have fun.

Waiting sweatily in a nice pub to meet an old pal & his new girlfriend.

Hey, I did loads of good work today & one of my male clients expressed utter disbelief that I was old enough to have adult kids. I share his disbelief of course but I am entirely old enough to have adult kids.

SHAKESPEAREAN HAIKU Shall I compare thee To a summer’s day? Alright – Thou art very hot.