a picture of you as a doctor

this has literally happened to me in jobs as a grown ass woman in her thirties

Umbra. #MinimalMonday #ClassicMono #LifeInANorthernTown

Once again the government are moving asylum seekers who are members of our congregation, with almost no notice, to cities hours away, and no matter how many times it happens I don't get any less mad.

it should be illegal to say something's free and then right at the end of the sign up process it asks for your credit card and oh it just so happens turns out oh yeah it IS free for like five minutes and then it's subscription time babey give us your blood you worm

Omg so many labour mps are about to be told to fuck off this is awesome

privatising public goods - programmes, spaces, services that used to be shared - also means people have to pay out of their own pockets for many things that used to be a sort of external fact of life. and use their own time sourcing it, which makes them more likely to pay for convenience elsewhere

I just need everything to hold still and be quiet for like a day or two or like a month. my brain is made of old timey non safety match heads and everything is a rough surface

Like a sketchbook doodle of a heraldic banner - a white deer under an approaching squall of wind and rain. I’m rushing to hide in a nearby church porch.

the other other acab

My new collection ‘Thin Places in Hard Concrete‘ is out on 30 April as an eBook and paperback with 10 brand new weird stories. Pre-order the eBook here 👉 www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0DC5PL7T4

This reminded me of a collection of slides I bought which depict, I think, part of the M25 being built. Something oddly poignant about their mix of optimism in progress & the fact that they are patinated with that particular trapped old light, cement dust in the sun & mould accrued over the decades

Chippy tea Friday #2

Sharing with Alt Text to increase visibility. Fuck these death machines, especially in the UK where the need to have either of the top two is extremely limited.

Inside you there are two noises

'at least 21 universities had asked arms companies to sit on their committees. They include the universities of Southampton, Edinburgh, Glasgow, Leicester, Cardiff, York and Queens University Belfast.'

🌸🩵

From tonight’s expedition: streetlights lined up against a spire, a shadow grille, a water jet in the dark, planetary forms.

Joanna Scanlan Anna Chancellor job share, just cutting back and forth constantly between them every couple minutes

Give me a pathway and lengthening shadows and trees feeling the prickle of their buds. Evening light is like a confiding whisper only just overheard.

A cool update on the war we aren’t fighting and aren’t involved in

which is really saying something given how little they're legally allowed to pay people

Starmer forces entire groups of people into poverty by denying them the right to work. Starmer demonises those medically unable to do do work. Starmer creates barriers and removes access to work. We are not 'workers' we are human beings. Fuck everyone defining us by our relationship to the economy.

absolutely fucked my neck up by *checks notes* brushing my teeth

aged 14 hearing This Town Aint Big Enough on a rover 800 advert

Psst! Don't tell anyone but there's now a pre-order link for the eBook: www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0DC5PL7T4

are you plus sized, in Manchester or can get there, and love free clothes, community, clean air, and being in solidarity with yr disabled comrades? 😷🌸🐣 come to Levy Old Library 2 May and 4 July, 1-5pm. £3-5 suggested donation, no one turned away for lack of funds, bring and take as much as you want

Where takes weird and unsettling short / supernatural / speculative fiction and ghost stories?

One year, when I was 11 or 12, the Easter Bunny brought me some plastic model kits. Chocolate's his main gig, obviously, but I think he's got all sorts of stuff on the van.

feeling like something is deeply wrong for your entire life and then realising, oh i have gender and neurodivergence feels kinda anticlimactic and predetermined tbh. like finding out you're in the third generation of a nine generation curse cast by a witch.

I definitely think we should start subtracting some

honestly a practical research service (I'm imagining some sort of cross between M's laboratory and The Club Of Queer Trades) would be incredible. like a Jim'll Fix It for authors except you know a nice version not the flagship of one of the most nightmarishly evil people to ever exist

Haunted food. My mum spiralised a carrot, and the result is like a cross between Thomas the Tank Engine, Pinocchio, and John Carpenter's The Thing. #CursedCarrot

trying to manifest proper bank holiday vibes by changing my avi to avin it

Pontiac, Michigan, last night

Which comic/cartoon character does this remind me of? Maybe a Mr Joshua type guy, or a duck of some sort

step into my office

Gone a different route which seems to be taking me to Leeds in 1975

‘In a wealthy country misery is a political choice’ is absolutely it. And how long has this country been fkin miserable?

been puzzling over how to integrate the ‘90s FPS trope of ‘just randomly finding weapons on the ground’ into Duke Smoochem and the world hands me a gift

The folly of assuming the consequences of Covid won’t happen to you I understand, that’s basic human hubris. The evil part is the social agreement that those who die or become disabled from covid don’t matter, that they did not deserve your protection, that their death proves their unimportance.

if my opinions were such an obviously self-serving cope that they fit with minimal rephrasing into a meme that's older than god's balls I might at least reconsider publicly posting them in righteous dudgeon but

in her murderous hold this frigate earth is ballasted with bones of millions of the drowned

*extremely long bleak moaning noise like a dying whale*

are all of his courtiers still slopping around in the big shoes