Just for clarity I’m not an in the special forces or an MI6 agent or anything. But I guess that’s what those people would say as well, so…

Going to Poland this afternoon to spend time with a load of Ukrainians. Thankfully they all speak English because I wouldn’t know where to start with two languages at once. Especially the one that writes weirdly too. I’ve got “hello” and “thank you” in each one and that’ll have to do!

I think we should probs just make a new flag.

Going in on the little shiny discs for a bit…

Spinning this. It’s an excellent album and just LOOK at the pretty, red, transparent vinyl… Beats and vibes by @skeewiff.bsky.social

There’s a trend in UK detective shows (Luther, Annika etc.) whereby the main characters have fairly beaten up old 80s/90s cars and I am absolutely here for it. Unrelated: I really want an old Saab 900.

Hypothetically, if someone wanted to move to a country that wasn't angry all the time or full of absolute cunts and people with no ambition, where might they go?

Wearing comfy clothes, crocs and listening to Don McLean like the rock and roll legend that I am*. *am not.

Saturday morning tunes.

Woke up just now and Mrs Rich said “ I want to sleep so don’t make any human noises.” So I’m lying here very quietly. However, strictly speaking, if I barked like a really loud dog I wouldn’t be in breach of contract would I?

I love, love, LOVE this album! And this live performance absolutely rocks: www.youtube.com/watch?v=P_vI...

Had a belting day doing a long-planned workshop for a client. About 50 people in all so it was a LOT! Home now so I'll totally crash in another hour or so. Endorphins only carry you so far.

I've just watched a video of a man hand-making bespoke jeans and worker jackets. One pair or jacket at a time. Beautifully. And now I know what I want to do with the rest of my life.

One of my clients is trying (via their outsourced IT support, of COURSE) to share a folder on SharePoint so that I can upload some stuff. What a jumbled fucking mess. I could share my Google Drive folder containing the requisite documents with them in seconds. MS Office is shit.

Right I've muted that guy's name. I'll miss out on some Star Trek content but it's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.

The big car, AKA The Merc, AKA Roland is going in for some TLC today. It needed a few jobs doing and an MOT, but when the rear silencer fell off on the M1 last week that kinda clinched it. Sounds like a Spitfire at the moment though!

Thoughts and prayers came up a bit short again then.

No idea who that guy is, but my daughter just showed me the video. He won't need many more clean shirts will he?

I'm going to Poland* for work next week. Have planned my route to the German border just in case (it's not far). What times we live in. *Most of my colleagues there are Ukrainian and are utterly sick of this shit.

With thanks to @kanemajor.net, I've been bingeing this album for the last day and it it terrific! Don't know how I've never heard it before, but finding new (old) music like this is Bluesky at its best.

Thank heavens for the mute function. When certain stuff gets right on my tits or wears very thin (as it is now), it's a tonic.

Finished watching Hostage on Netflix last night. One word: Weak. It's as though the series is set in a future where the entire UK government has no security protection whatsoever. Plot holes so big you could drive a bus through them (without touching the sides).

It's great having a small list pinned as my main feed. Much more peaceful than the general "fire hose" feed. But it misses posts out. Usually picture ones. If I click the actual list they are there, so if I'm only noticing your pictures two days late, that'll be why.

Not exactly bedtime music, but I'm head nodding to this anyway. Blow Your Headphones by The Herbailser

Lunar eclipse appaz. Do flat earth pricks never wonder why eclipses are always circular (or partially so) like this? If they were right, occasionally an eclipse would look like a slice through the middle of the moon. Like Canadian people's heads on South Park.

What's with all the moon pictures?

Today I did wallpapering. (Don't zoom in to find faults, zoom nonces. The paste isn't dry yet.)

Here you go @stopfordianneil.bsky.social. Get this to drop a 500 pounder. The irony would be fabulous.

There's half a wall left yet though. There is still time...

I'm currently decorating the newly-regained dining room. On the wall that's going to be papered, I did a big graffiti with mine and Mrs Rich's names and a love heart. This was instead of the massive spunking cock and balls that I stopped myself from drawing. I call this growth.

Coffee and croissants in bed followed by a yoga class (not in bed) this morning. I’m basically a character from a Richard Curtis film now. I’ll restore the balance by listening to gangsta rap as I go.

This is from the book I’m reading at the moment. Clarity & Connection by Yung Pueblo. One of those books that I wasn’t looking for, but found me. I’m glad it did. Books work like that sometimes.

Just bought this album. Bandcamp Friday and all that.

This young lady supported Teenage Fanclub last week. Mostly just her and her guitar. I thought her music was really different and very enjoyable. She has a brilliant voice! Selma French - Listen to the Kids youtu.be/fzwekPDR6lE?...

Kids are out. Mrs Rich is tending to her many plants in her garage den. So I have coffee and a selection of vinyl to work through. Zeppelin first then we’ll see… #NowSpinning

Is there a way to turn off recommendations for all films where the blurb starts: "He was an ex-special forces operative/Navy Seal/CIA agent..." Because by and large they are unbearably derivative shite.

It hasn't taken long for "Get the Tories out!" to turn into "Labour are a pile of shit!" on here though, has it?

I see there's been some news. Haven't looked at or listened to the actual news in nearly a week. Haven't missed it at all.

I am absolutely obsessed with bingeing old series of Sewing Bee. Not the ones with Claudia Winkleman or that camp comedian bloke though as they get on my tits too much. I've juts watched S8 and it was brilliant!

Heading north again today. Proper north this time though. Even further up than Leeds! Don't worry, my Yorkshire visa is in date.

This song never fails to lift my spirits. Give it nine minutes of your life this morning. It's time you won't regret. youtu.be/N5XYFook7tI?...

I ache therefore I am. Morning loves.

Morning. I was going to do a humorous post for Monday morning, but I couldn't get it to work grammatically. These small things are important.

One of my neighbours now has a cockerel. The neighbour who you'd definitely expect to have a cockerel. It's the most pathetic sounding bird I've ever heard. Don't know whether to wring its neck or take it some Strepsils.

Absolute banger. #NowSpinning

Last night Mrs Rich and I went to a gig in a big cave. Teenage Fanclub were absolutely brilliant. The venue was completely unique. A great Friday night.

Morning! Bins out today, lads.

Four quid lads! Four quid! It's in superb condition too. What an album!

In more positive news, I'm bloody delighted with my outfit today. Pip isn't, but whatever.

Might spray red crosses on all the swans down the park because "sovereignty".