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Martin Ker
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Learning Advisor and sometimes wedding photographer. Interest in politics, sport, history and run a lot with a border collie called Monty
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The two Montys (or is it Monties?)
A border collie called Monty lying behind a mug with an outline of Field Marshal Montgomery ordered from the Goalhanger’s podcast “We Have Ways of Making You Talk”
December 27, 2024 at 11:19 AM
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For those of us who have ever been self-employed
in-otter-news.bsky.social In Otter News @in-otter-news.bsky.social · Nov 27
He even puts on his special voice...
November 27, 2024 at 10:33 PM
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Sounds very familiar
November 27, 2024 at 12:09 PM
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It’s a bit cheesy but who cares 🤣
brianbilston.bsky.social Brian Bilston @brianbilston.bsky.social · Nov 26
Today’s poem is called ‘Brie Encounter’.

Sorry about this one.
Brie Encounter   the skies are gruyere since she left me i’ve never felt so danish blue caught between a roquefort and a hard cheese, i stilton’t know what to do   don’t give edam about the future now my babybel’s walked out the door can’t believe i’ve double gloucester i camembert it any more   i’ve ricotta get myself together and build my life back caerphilly cheddar tear for the final time say goodbye to us and halloumi Brian Bilston
November 26, 2024 at 12:57 PM
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The Bregenz Festival is famous for staging some of the most mind-blowing spectacles.

Verdi’s opera, “A Masked Ball,” featured a stage that looked like a giant book being opened by a skeleton. The show took place in 1999 on Lake Constance in Bregenz, Austria. It astounds me every time I see it!
A stage floating on water. It looks like a giant, open book. There is a huge skeleton rising from the water, holding the pages of the "book" open. On the stage are actors, who look very tiny.
November 22, 2024 at 10:14 AM
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This one hits hard 😢
brianbilston.bsky.social Brian Bilston @brianbilston.bsky.social · Nov 21
Today’s poem is called ‘She’d Dance’.
She’d Dance   She’d dance like no one was watching although she liked to think he was. The kitchen was her grand ballroom; her partner was a mop.   She’d foxtrot among the pots and pans, she’d paso doble to the sink, and as she swept across the floor, her mind danced, too. She’d think   of how he’d held her in his arms at the Locarno and the Ritz - whirling, waltzing, a world apart - in the years before the kids,   and longer still before the shadow the doctor spotted on his lungs. How dazzlingly they had danced! How dizzyingly she had spun!   Her neighbours saw her sometimes, shuffling bent-backed to the shops. But at home, she’d dance like no one was watching although she liked to think he was. Brian Bilston
November 21, 2024 at 1:33 PM
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Word of this morning is ‘procaffeinate’: to put everything on hold until you’ve had sufficient amounts of coffee.
November 18, 2024 at 8:15 AM
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Impossible not to feel better hearing this
slendersherbet.bsky.social Paul Bronks @slendersherbet.bsky.social · Nov 16
If you've never heard foxes laughing before, here's some foxes laughing.🔊🆙

📹: www.saveafox.org
November 17, 2024 at 10:23 PM
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Five years yesterday that Monty arrived at his new home. Hard to imagine the time when he wasn’t part of the family. He’s currently sat waiting for me to take him out for a run
A border collie puppy who had just arrived at his new home looking very nervous on the doorstep outside the house. A border collie with his tongue out looking happy in the sand dunes with the sea in the background
November 16, 2024 at 10:49 AM
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Here’s a poem called ‘Three Postcards’.
Three Postcards   The first one came from Weston-super-Mare with the newly-built Grand Pier in view, a bright, gleaming promise of the future,                 and the sea, an impossible blue.   Unfamiliar, that neat hand, the black fountain pen. But she knew he was the one, even then.   The next, she received eighteen months on: Tidworth station, as viewed from Church Hill. The foreground, a row of thatched cottages; the barracks beyond; fields, silent and still.   She propped it against a vase on their mantelpiece, a wedding present from her niece.   The last, a busy scene from Boulogne, a censor-passed, heaven-sent souvenir. ‘Crossing rough – but I made it!’ he’d written. When it’s all over, we should come here!’   She clutched it tight. The baby moved once more. The telegram had come two days before. Brian Bilston
November 11, 2024 at 2:55 PM
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Bluesky is weird because the people who engage with and follow you here seem to be humans and not bots.

Is that even allowed?!
November 11, 2024 at 1:06 PM
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Finally starting to use BSky (I keep wanting to write an extra B at the end taking me back to the early 90s). Not one for posting loads but looking forward to more interesting and inclusive debate
November 12, 2024 at 2:06 PM
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On this day in 1970, Charles Schulz replied to a 10-year-old kid who had written and asked, “What makes a good citizen?"
November 9, 2024 at 9:40 PM