Today I find myself wearing Carhartt trousers, sweatshirt and coat. Embarrassing.

There was an outstanding low full moon in a clear blue-grey evening sky earlier, unless you were in a different place where there wasn’t.

Very good small whiskery dog in Hackney Central Marks and Spencer, looking like a grumpy otter.

It’s cold out, unless it isn’t where you are.

Matchbox, 2 January

Hello, good morning, I’ve been in a social whirl (went to 1 place) and it’s high time I said HAPPY NEW YEAR! I enjoy Bluesky because of some of the people who use it, which is you lot.

Which I actually have done. On the way to a writer’s meeting with my old co-writer some years ago in Bloomsbury, there’d been a big spillage of treacle on the pavement which we walked right into, because, well, you don’t expect to find yourself stepping into treacle.

Anyway

Just checked my camera roll to see if I took any good photos this year. No. Apart from Flump Cat, pictured here at eight minutes past midnight, one year ago.

YES

A man just stopped me in the street. I thought he was going to ask for directions but he didn’t. He asked whether I knew that in the time of the Roman Empire the 15th of every month was considered to be a cursed day. I said I didn’t. “Well you do now” he said and he wandered off again.

Two of the main players on Eminem’s ‘My Name Is’ are Chas and Dave.

Can everybody please stop posting interesting links? I’m trying to reduce my tabs and you’re not helping.

Debbie from the all-women plumbing firm Stopcocks. stopcocks.uk

If you start watching The Batman (2022) at 9:04pm it’ll finish just in time for you to go back to work on the 5th of January.

Walked around a corner once and someone up the road was bowling a fake cricket delivery so I did a fake slog back over his head. He turned around to fake watch the ball go for six, and put his hands on his head in fake exasperation

There’s a typo in the alt text of this fourteen month old post. I am so ashamed.

The last novel I read was Seascraper. Absolutely not.

Bluesky images are not showing up for me. Bother.

Fremen in black

SPICE WORLD

Is it OK if I stop looking at Bluesky for a couple of hours?

Not sure what Lou’s watching at the other end of the room – it sounds like Highland Reggae Murders.

Unsatisfactory tour of Walthamstow Marsh this afternoon. It can be bleak but beautiful at this time of year but it was just bleak. And when we got to the far corner – NO COFFEE VAN.

Post a 10/10 ‘90s album that was released in the year you turned 21, then post another.

…on the Wall

Watching Unbelievable on Netflix (very good, great cast) and it has those sudden unannounced ad breaks. First break: One ad, for online gambling. Second break: Two ads, both for online gambling.

‼️ my dog got this toy for Christmas. The eyes become detached with a simple tug. My dog is currently at the emergency vet having swallowed one. If you have this toy take it away from your pet IMMEDIATELY #warning #dangerousdogtoy Reposted with Alt text

Look at this bastard

Watching the Ken Burns Revolutionary War documentary. I think I could have won that thing pretty easily. All I’d need is an uzi and a jet ski

Leaving 2925 like this. Going into 2026 like this.

Saw my neighbour taking his Christmas tree out earlier. Waltham Forest police have given me an incident number.

Greatest Hits

Helicopters gonna helicopt.

Long shot, does anyone have an unwanted rabbit hutch in London? Poor thing was found abandoned on Wanstead Flats today and we are considering giving it an emergency home

Valentine (Peter Fonda)’s head of security Avery was naggingly familiar. I didn’t twig until the credits; it’s Barry Newman – Kowalski from Vanishing Point, 28 years later.

You telling me a pig transplanted this organ?

Lou went over to feed the neighbour’s huge fluffy cats and found one of them had done a big tod in the hallway, then covered it up with a giant Tetley Tea slipper.

The top right pic, the East Bay Dragons, is one of my favourite photos. I had a crudely blown up copy on my workshop wall for years.

Deb Grant just played Surfin’ Bird by the Trashmen. That is a genuinely unhinged thing.

Boxing Day knee

Batman Begins

Happy Christmas!

I’m having the traditional British Christmas breakfast of croissant with Comté.

Just been up to see the wonderful owlcat and her human employee. When we arrived she was sitting in her bed, a big soft shadow with an expression of disbelief, wearing a ruff.

Pretty brisk outside. Friend walked over from just two buildings away and when she came in she smelled of cold fresh air.

Christmas Eve: my lass spends the morning deconstructing and critically assessing various hampers generously gifted by US law firms; nothing escapes comment; product listings scrubbed; cross checks made. The Spirit of Christmas: alive.

I was visited by a ghost last night (got up for a piss but there was no piss)