BREAKING: Foul on half-way line was clear penalty, White House says.

‘A big stain on the World Cup’.

Coming next: White House asks for recount after USA lose #stopthesteal

Temperatures now beyond GIF levels.

As ever, the most meaningful insight on Burnham’s Manchester story comes from @jenwilliamsft.bsky.social

I see X is again proving its world-beating status as the place to go if you like your political analysis to resemble a one-way conversation with a pub bore who’s five pints down.

Surely the point here is that GB News doesn’t make ‘different’ editorial choices; it makes the same editorial choice most of the time, and engages in commentary-led formats that lack plurality.

Here we are at 9:45 at night and I’ve realised I’m almost suffering content anxiety. I’ve got a book on the go, 6 podcasts I need to listen to, a history magazine I haven’t read, a trash Jack Ryan flick on Prime I’m on the verge of ditching, and an inbox full of neglected Substacks. What a failure.

Banger anger as Brits get ONE point (exclusive to all tabloids) #eurovision

Dire, derivative beat-noise #eurovision

Hearing from polling stations that politics has been changed forever. Again.

Readying myself for an entire Sunday spent counting the appearance of the words ‘friends’ and ‘supporters’ and the phrases ‘sources close to’ and ‘was last night in chaos’.

Iran oil shock=fuel price tipping point=EV adoption=China auto industry wins. Great pity that ex Nissan COO/Aston Martin CEO Andy Palmer isn’t on BlueSky.

Must try harder department: the only photo I took in the Courtauld today.

Comes to Lewes. Go round in (Norman) circles. And this is what you see.

Compare and contrast: the rigorous, dispassionate account of @jenwilliamsft.bsky.social with the headline certainties of Nigel Farage.

Brighton Pier just now. I predict I am going to be mightily hacked off about my decision to head to the south coast on the last Friday in March.

Well, here we all are on BlueSky having probably come here to calm down a bit. Now look at us…

“I’ve got a mate with a speedboat and he doesn’t mess about. He could drive a supertanker dead easy”

Loud man makes ritual noise on social media. Dogs bark. Rinse and repeat.

If she’s in charge of the Western Hemisphere, does that mean she’s running everything left of Greenwich?

In the good old days, tomorrow’s Telegraph would have a first-person account from Max Hastings explaining how he single-handedly sailed a Norfolk skiff through the Strait of Hormuz.

‘One minute I was tryna remember some stuff we’d done in Venezuela, the next we did this thing in Iran…’

Today is the first day of the rest of your seismic days for the future of UK politics. Again.

Shot and chaser: the US-based libertarian think tank Heartland Institute does some crude Farage flag-flying and crashes straight into someone at the sharp end of UK manufacturing.

Frontline politics just now

That’s ’Churchill biographer’ Boris Johnson again demonstrating his galaxy-brain grasp of international relations. And the BBC interviewing the wrong people.

Ok, so hot-tip for the psephologists out there: time to start mapping voting patterns against Waze #potholereported

Yep ‘life chances’ is definitely the language they use down the metaphorical pub.

“Risks”? We’ve been in ‘why would I travel to the USA’ territory for nearly a year now.

One of my favourite games in city centres is looking up. Nottingham has some remarkable buildings in its core, though I do wish they’d replace those abysmal lamp standards with something more sympathetic or interesting.

Then as now: 1945, from Daniel Todman’s balanced, comprehensive and brilliant ‘A New World 1942-47’.

So far, this Christmas is a great advert for not ordering online, even when there’s a click and collect at the end of it. Technology’s enshittification of the customer experience continues.

The people’s game latest.

No, no and no…we’re stuck, and digging ourselves deeper, into an Age of Vapid Stunt Announcements That Last Until Tomorrow’s Headlines.

So it turns out that he got all the big calls wrong. Who knew?

Frosty the nomark has left the building…

‘Welcome to the Hotel California…’

Warpigs in Copenhagen’s meat packing district. Beer off the scale, bbq epic.

It’s not what it is, it’s what it looks like.

It’s been a miserably depressing year. So I went to Lofoten. Which is nice.

Have to say that Hostage on Netflix is compellingly bad. Plausibility has been sent into outer space, dialogue rehashed from a dusted-off comic book, actors/agents need to be asking themselves questions. Grim.

BBC website. Leading with Netanyahu and Gaza. And then this on the same national & international news homepage. Someone help me out…

I can smell the PR and public affairs budget from here…

In a world of goldfish-bowl online click cycles, ‘forever’ is doing a lot of heavy lifting.

I mean, Glasto looks and feels like a feature in Good Housekeeping now, doesn’t it?

The utter, utter, utter misery of spying that lager you drank so memorably abroad in the chiller at your local Co-op, only to find the legend ‘brewed in the UK’ on it…

Exhibit A and Exhibit B: a crude comparison, of course, but Britain’s Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde attitude towards capital investment and revenue spending writ large.

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