Wife: "How did you sleep?" Me: "Not great, got a lot on my mind" Me at 3.46am:

I have a theory that once you are over 50 you lose the ability to say “AI” without sounding like an alien.

The two saving graces of Streeting as PM would be 1) we get it over and done with and NEVER HAVE TO SPEAK OF IT AGAIN and 2) he will no longer be interfering directly in the NHS, so my acute care-managing friend’s blood pressure could come down a notch.

Proof that the FB algorithm is malign is the fact that it keeps suggesting the Everton supporters group to me.

The US does not like people.

Just brilliant TV. Finished it. Sad it’s over.

Raised too much hell.

<the UK, donning a Breton stripe sweater, grabbing a baguette and a pizza (just in case) approaching Euro bond buyers>

Warning sign

Legends on Netflix is so far decent and has a banging soundtrack

The mint is the most successful plant in my garden so far. I didn’t plant any mint.

If Burnham is not literally hiding round a corner, Scooby Doo villain-style, this headline should not stand.

FOHFmum got a hospital letter following some tests absolutely full of jargon. Was v worried. Teen suggested feeding it into Claude and asking for a bullet point summary for non-medical readers. Huge improvement in both understanding and anxiety.

There was a small dog on the tube. He was very chill and world weary. Consummate commuter.

Not now, rodent-borne illness.

Another one?

Presented without comment..

Also, asking if Andor is where the Ewoks live remains my favourite way to mildly irritate the teen.

The plots are entirely forgettable. Two minutes after you’ve watched them… gone. Convenience food for the brain.

There they all are then; all the All Bar One lads.

My Cruises Are Bad position remains incontrovertible.

Plumbert ages into Marjory.

Here’s a scratch choir singing Killing in Name mashed up with War Pigs. You are most welcome. www.instagram.com/reel/DX0EMUD...

Taco, Cat, Goats Cheese, Pizza

OMG the Telegraph is obsessed.

Odds for AOC for next president are only 14/1. Surprised me.

You could take over the world by making a certain type of man feel special.

Whatever you're expecting... it's not that

Word on the street is you’re a

2 minutes.

I know some people you could describe as the top 1% of all v…. Never mind.

Accidentally picked up a cherry Coke Zero. Now my day is ruined.

Everyone in February: “it starts to be a real problem if this lasts into early May” Early May:

Lychee Shingles

Weird hit job article in the FT today only surpassed by the absolute weapons in the comments section.

Middle-aged man meets the economics of matcha…

When someone you’ve known for years suddenly adds you on LinkedIn

Making a tarta de Santiago lads.

Good lord sub two hours.

Couldn’t get over the fund manager whose reaction to the CFO getting a DUI was “oh yeah, lol, awkward”.

After a touch and go first four months of 2026 the parentals have just complained that “we never see anyone, and you haven’t phoned”. Order is restored.

Facebook nimbies: …. The Home Counties: <surreptitiously shoving acres of fields down the back of the sofa>

The use of AI to “hack” “simple” tasks is now resulting in a backlog because junior people aren’t proofreading/checking work that looks directionally correct. Senior people read it, catch it, send it back, have to proofread again (including routine stuff that would have historically been fine).

Andrew out here putting us all to shame. vm.tiktok.com/ZNRbjkAmm/

FT comments section is a swamp.

Mr Beast being terrible seems unsurprising.

Saw the worst case of AI brain in the wild this afternoon and now I’m genuinely worried about a crash.

Liverpool St Lizzie line exit is a death trap today. Would avoid.

This is devastating and should be 1) free to read and 2) broadly published

Quite amazing the rubbish POTUS can post and we all just shrug now. Not so much shifting the Overton window as boarding it up and smashing a new hole in the wall.