Decided as it is Monday and I’d had a 1:1 supervision that I nearly wept in (the curses of middle age and working/caring), I’m having a lovely skirt steak in brioche sandwich and cappuccino in the Mansion House Canteen for lunch.

This is proper short form folk horror.

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It’s the little random things that catch you out caring for a loved one with young onset dementia. Like discovering the toaster was inexplicably turned up to max for some reason via the medium of bread immolation.

What lies beneath. Lots of manky leaves apparently.

On Flanders’s Fields, between the food & drink and the Pallet Deals… @remembrancewatch.bsky.social

Popped out to a dystopian nightmare, lads.

“Got any games on your phone?”

Fabulous meteor streaking across the sky over Dawlish just now. Broke up into pieces headed toward the moor.

Laura: (shouting from another room) What are you doing in the kitchen? Me: Nothing! Also me:

Nice to see all the zombie costumes were on point tonight but then I realised I was just driving through Dawlish.

This title popped up on an episode of The Good Life that’s on the telly tonight and my first thought was oh no…

Things I Made Ages Ago That I Just Found Again: 1. Yorkshire TV's foray into making movies.

Shakshuka for late brunch. Or lunch as some people call it.

The Redheugh Bridge

That sexblog minge fella offered to fight me in a pub car park over something I said about scones.

A bit of late season apple picking at the project today. I ran about half of them through the chomper and the little press straight off the trees and made the murkiest sweetest chewiest juice so far. We’ll probably do it again in a few weeks time for some more.

I’ve just received the scans of the first film I ran through the Konica ii and they’re looking sweeeeeeet.

Wet sands and red cliffs

Yesterdays jaunt.

It’s slightly mad to think this 70 year old camera that feels like it was carved out of a solid block of metal and still works a treat cost me less than a 5 pack of Portra.

Have just eaten a block of Gruyère and not sure if that means I’m living my best life or having some sort of breakdown.

Repeatedly saying “thank you Mr Wanker” on Deal or No Deal until Stephen Mulhern loses his shit and pushes me off the stool.

I mean they do know what the FA bit of ANTIFA stands for yeah?

Had a couple Guinness 0% tonight and now I’m farting like a shire horse. 10/10, would do again.

See you, raise you.

Just had one of those Lucozade Alert drinks. It’s like liquid diabetes with added heart palpitations. Awesome.

Slightly diminish a book Finite Jest

Crappy old DSLR + EOS to M42 adapter + dirt cheap 400mm lens and the lunar eclipse. That’ll do pig. That’ll do.

POV: me just trying to get to fucking work in Totnes on time every morning.

Popped into The Happy Apple this afternoon and bought some dried seasoned garlic cloves. Not only am I safe from vampires I think everyone in a 200m radius should be okay as well.

I’ve gone and bought myself a pair of those toe shoes like some kind of degenerate pervert.

Jaysus, they look like someone's hacked the feet off a bog body.

The family over the road who I’m pretty sure look down their noses at us have had one of their cars clamped by the DVLA with one of those massive UNTAXED VEHICLE stickers.

Slightly diminish a band Godspeed You! Black Archduke

Bit of light reading before work.

Titting about on a Tramper at RHS Rosemoor. Part one of a series of films of us titting about on a Tramper around various Devon tourist hotspots and National Trust properties.

Oh aye, forgot to mention going to the zoo yesterday.

Me: oh no, I have to cover the project on Sunday because of staffing gaps and recruitment is an unending nightmare. Also me: ooh brunch.

Is it just me or am I seeing a lot more #totp content here since I verified my age?

Town is full of bike arseholes.

Dawlish, this evening.

I do love a soundtrack and today I’m listening to the new Fantastic Four score. One can’t make assumptions based on music alone but some of the cues are absolutely joyous and this does give me some hope for the actual film.

Another fun packed week working in mental health supported housing over and done with then.

Sweden vs England