I expect to see some white dog poo next.
‘Let’s make him think he’s back at school’
Quality start to this random marketing email.
Hunting eBay for White Dwarf issues I remember from my childhood is a genuine source of delight. An endless sea of Paul Bonner and Jes Goodwin concept art and illustrations.
Books that seem to be things I’ve thought myself–pat on the back, little indulgent nod–only for us to be left mutually baffled by the end. Slightly apologetic that we weren’t who we thought we were.
Best books.
A variant of Exploding Head maybe?
Intense dreams and jetlag-brain from changing light levels. Even more of a seasonal fingerpost than the mowers.
There we have it, the second mower-whine of the day kicks off Official Spring™️. Nothing but lawn guilt now until November.
The saga continues…
“The spaghetti was just a year ago” is the perfect warning phrase for our times… https://youtu.be/NXpdyAWLDas
Whole new worlds of browning-knob science lie ahead.
Pricey new toaster just arrived, as a treat to myself. I may never be more middle aged than this.
“Why is that bit sore?”
Added a short Pilates session to the New Year Fitness Regime™️ yesterday and feel like someone spent all night flicking weird bits of my abdomen.
I would definitely read more of this mashup.
Or, potentially, the new gull-sized gap in my roof.
There’s a huge gull standing in a puddle across the street, just eyeballing me.
Excellent, a hailstorm has arrived just in time to test out my cool new roof holes.
The sound of bins being retrieved from their travels.