Extremely very weepy. This is not supposed to happen. I take various medications to make sure the feelings don’t get through.

Sockrock.

Are You Ready to Rock? 21 mars är World Down Syndrome Day. Då rockar jag sockorna för jag tycker att olika är bra! #downsyndrome #differentisbeautiful #rockasockorna #olikaärbra

Debuting my clown trousers today, which will come as a grave shock to my colleagues, who do not know I am allowed to wear anything other than dresses.

WHAT TERRIBLE DREAMS

the vengeful pillow by Edward Gorey

Little Venice.

La Roux’s Bulletproof is on a Clark’s advert and I realise it’s not just no longer current, it’s nearly two decades old and coolly vintage. *crumbles into dust*

Furious about this again. Male hormones BARELY FLUCTUATE. Female hormones are up and down like yo-yos. Boo hiss.

He calls her, among other things: Tigercubkin My Lovey Kidlet Roosterkin My dear life My Poundlets My grand ciel rose My Kitty-cat My Rollikins Sparrowling Katyusha Dipod Mothling Pupuss Bushms My tenderness Long bird of paradise with the precious tail Skunky My little one Pussykins Mosquittle Vera

About half past ten on Wednesday.

What a lovely round arthritic boo.

John Singer Sargent, Clouds, 1897, watercolor on white wove paper, 14 x 9 15/16 in.

It’s very confusing that Red Nose Day has gone from a whole night of my favourite comedians doing a night of new stuff, to someone I’ve never heard of completing an endurance test.

My new pack of postcards goes to print on Monday — A pack of eight Small Prophets book covers, grown in jars by Penguin and Puffin Books.

Pre-op appointment today and despite being 50 years old I could not help shouting HOW TALL AM I? after being measured and IS THAT GOOD? after blood pressure reading/pulse reading/ECG reading.

I’ve always disliked Sean Penn. I can’t remember why but I have.

Amazon are partnering with Comic Relief to sell their red noses. Last year Comic Relief raised £34 million which is how much Jeff Bezos makes in six hours. Dig deep everyone.

I’m truly thrilled to say I will be chatting to @grindrod.bsky.social about his terrific new book Tales of the Suburbs on 2nd April at The Proud Place in Manchester. Tickets are available now. the-modernist.org/collections/...

Agatha is thinking about her love who has gone to sea.

Texture like sun.

Love Shack

Just saw two grebes doing that mirroring dance they do, as if they’re not New Romantic enough already

Much angst and many lengthy messages in the sisters chat, as two of them agonise over telling their children the facts of life. I stay quiet, not wanting to admit THIS is how my children found out - from an innocent-looking Usborne book I hadn’t bothered to screen.

They said it would take 193 years to clean London’s air. We did it in nine. 💨 London has now met legal limits for nitrogen dioxide air pollution.

The house is IMMACULATE. I believe some poor creatures live like this all the time.

Temporarily disassembling the cat tree before the house inspection. Agatha is distraught.

Well, I’ve heard them speak now and it is, of course, terrifying gibberish. @bopterror.bsky.social @midgie.bsky.social www.instagram.com/reel/DV-zSG5...

ME: oh a little Zohran video for St Patrick's Day, probably just celebrating Irish culture, maybe a few green beer jokes ZOHRAN (2 minutes in): ...and that's why King Leopold I of Belgium is a big wet bitch. Furthermore...

Happy St. Patrick's Day, New York.

Happy Feast of St. Gertrude of Nivelles, patron saint of cats.

This is how to protest.

David Byrne burning down the house.

Favourite child.

Lite betong från häromdagen.

FRETFUL PORPENTINE: Well? Shall I get up? Yes, I’ll get up. (She does not move)

Reading a second hand, ex library, memoir, and someone has put a big red tick against the line ‘I had fallen into a crisis that could last to the end of my life.’

Secondborn is in Japan.

In April 1992, Robert Altman's The Player was released, garnering lavish praise for its opening scene, a complicated ensemble tracking shot. In April 1990, Coronation Street was doing stuff like this, and nobody batted an eyelid.

Cats in movie posters via: mubi.com/en/notebook/...

No, YOU’RE excited because the sunny day has coincided with you having enough time and energy to do some spring cleaning, you tedious ancient crone. Your hip younger self DESPISES you.

Ooooh

Always a joy to find Profil font in the wild 👀 🤍

Let’s send all the dimwits to America and all the good Americans can come here.

I have eaten too much cheese on toast for a person who is going to a DRESS TO IMPRESS party in a matter of weeks.

If my missing cat came home, I would never ask for anything ever again.

Please can you help save my local independent cinema? c.org/Fxs2PCxdML

Morrissey is such a mad old ham. I love it. He’s like a Victorian- on those posts he does he always sounds like a consumptive aunt in 1896 writing back from travels ‘they presented me with an entirely indigestible mess of stewed aubergine and a wine so rough as to be vinegar….the train was vile’ etc

A THIRD morning at work. This is inhumane.

Pimlico.