Watching Moonlighting again from the very beginning, and reflecting on the likelihood it formed both my romantic blueprint and my platonic ideal of a telly programme.

Sorry about posting and immediately deleting that reply, but it was a fool and it deserved to die a fool's death

Fans of Charlie Kittles may like to know he’s been hanging out a bit over the last few days. He came in half an hour ago to complain about the rain and demand his pre-tea snack.

I was brought up by people who were constantly sending me outside for my 'health'. I used to get patted down for books (actual truth)

Reading a novel, glad and sorry no grown-up is coming to tell me to play outside.

"Don’t miss it for the world... this is the sort of show the BBC used to be famous for. Even a decade ago, something like [this] would have found a very comfortable home on BBC Four, and yet it is telling that it has ended up on YouTube." www.theguardian.com/tv-and-radio...

Good grief, I am so sick of the immigration debate. Some parts of the world are going to become unliveable; everyone is going to have to budge up. Also, pay care workers more. Pay them enormous amounts of money and build in training and impressive qualifications. Make it an elite profession.

Carly Simon is 83. She probably thinks this post is about her. Well, she’s right. Beautiful song. youtu.be/c0A7jAVDPJU?...

Hands up who’s having quiche. Again.

Good humoured, faith-restoring camaraderie at the #heatwave Big Shop. Blinds down to keep fridges working, but a hilarious & discombobulating experience. A memory game for regulars; a pot luck for others, peering round blinds felt distinctly impolite, but lifting them up & down, like a dance.

this is the best notification I’ve ever received

“What a pleasure of baskets! Trugs, creels, pottles and punnets, heppers, dorsers and mounds, wiskets and whiskets. And if these are not the proper words, they should be.” If you’ve never read Dylan Thomas’ rhapsody on the 1951 Festival of Britain, I’ve reprinted the whole thing with pictures here.

'Girl Reading', St John's Wood (1932) by Harold Knight (Harris Museum & Art Gallery)

Night night. Good luck.

Stay cool #Brighton.

I have my medication. I would say you can now approach without fear, but some of you do need to watch your step.

Well, there it is, ladies and gentlemen. Just in case there was any doubt.

Wednesday

These “bond markets” sound very needy and I don’t think anyone should bother trying to reassure them.

I could really go for a frosty meeting right about now.

Fellow-me-lad’s taken himself off, but I’ve left the back door open a smidge in case he returns. If I am murdered in the night by an intruder, you can say, “she died doing what she loved: being an idiot”

mixed media collage: untitled 3

Kitler is bereft now Agatha has gone. But he has found an old catnip rainbow which appears to be providing some solace.

I've not even got a cardigan on.

I must venture out in 28° heat to collect HRT and antidepressants to keep my mood in check, which seems counterintuitive.

A joyous read www.theguardian.com/books/2026/j...

Good morning!

Now that everyone’s asleep, can I just whisper that the original phrase was King IN the North 🤫

Nothing on my bed matches tonight and I am not opposed to it.

today’s windowsill

Please PLEASE stop posting or even reposting AI videos of animals. Or of anything, but it’s the animals that make it onto my feed. Take ONE FUCKING SECOND to question whether it’s fake.

Cheered tremendously by Sam Rockwell’s dog hat in Seven Psychopaths. (h/t @salimotxo.bsky.social)

Are there any advantages, societally, to brands, businesses, news organisations, and politicians using social media? It’s not just unsuitable for children, it’s unfit for purpose generally, isn’t it?

Nick Robinson was just asked what’s wrong with British politics when we’ve had 7 PMs in the last 10 years. What happened 10 years ago? Of course Nick wasn’t able to say.

Destination stones from the old Blackfriars station in London, rescued and reconfigured: when read across the rows – a surreal poem when read down the columns, its beautiful but more mundane

When I was a kid, we didn't chop & change PM every couple of years. We picked one evil authoritarian monetarist & let her loom over the entire span of our formative years, devastating communities & exploding the post-war social & economic consensus. I'll have no truck with your modern fickle ways.

Hommage à Mark Rothko aka drying the bedsheets.

Great when local industrial history coincides with my record collection

Regardless of whatever else is going on, if I were Prime Minister I would resign on Monday simply because it’s going to be too hot next week

'Cocteau Twins were placed, unwillingly, into gothic then shoegaze, dream pop, ethereal wave or whatever category dreamt up by cultural taxidermists. There was no real need for such confections...' #CocteauTwins’ Head Over Heels - #ThePortal: Your Weekly Quietus Archive Dive buff.ly/rNgd1Ll

Happy Father’s Day to all the other amazing single mums today relying on their own wits, being their own wise counsel. It’s a tough road but brings so much treasure.

Agatha aka Scragatha aka Agapanthus aka The Baby goes home across with Pennines with her father today. (We’ve had to gently reintegrate the cats since Cordelia returned home.) I shall miss her ENORMOUSLY. And no doubt you will miss the photos of her sitting on my head.

172/365 Seeing a fox & a squirrel hanging out in London 😭😍

I’ve bought Mr P a Father’s Day present ‘from the cats’ but you must forgive me, please, as really it’s for being such a wonderful presence for my boys, who deserve a father figure and have such a patient, solid, kind one in him. HFD to all you dads and surrogate dads (and - sorry - pet dads).

i put a spell on you.. and now youre mice..

June

I need a lift. A lovely great big mood boost. Any recommendations for tv or film? (Nothing b/w starring someone called Bambi St Claire or similar, and nothing highbrow, please.)