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I write sometimes. I take photos sometimes. I even leave the house sometimes.

MDANT🏅
Couldn’t decide, so one of each colour ordered.
March 14, 2025 at 9:34 PM
Peak 1980s album cover posing from two of the cats this morning.

Happy new year, everyone.
January 1, 2025 at 2:27 PM
Although unrelated to your tree light ordeals, if I think of movies with a clear love for music, that gif is from an underrated gem.
December 10, 2024 at 10:47 AM
I have three screens for working at home.

I like to say it’s so I can have spreadsheets open across all three, but in reality it’s so I can put YouTube ‘videos for cats’ on one screen each morning to keep one of my unpaid interns busy.

He’s never actually seen a mouse - I suspect he’d run a mile.
December 10, 2024 at 10:45 AM
“Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of Earth
And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings…”

The Alps (inc. Mont Blanc).

(📸 by me, yesterday)
November 30, 2024 at 9:50 AM
Oh man. Just had a look and it seems they’re correct.
November 30, 2024 at 9:12 AM
I’ve been lucky enough to visit Rome’s Colosseum several times over the years, and yet only on today’s visit did I find out that the Colosseum has a cat flap.
November 28, 2024 at 11:01 PM
The San Siro is such an iconic stadium, especially for old folk like me who remember Italia 90. Brilliant to finally visit.

Plus a beer and a hot dog at the football. An alien world to Scotland. The Italian reaction to a sad burnt pie and a tepid Bovril would be quite the sight.
November 27, 2024 at 7:20 AM
Great news, everyone. Baxter the cat has decided to make a start on my beer advent calendar, so I want to wish you all a very happy December 8th. 🍻
November 23, 2024 at 9:15 AM
Love that colour. Quality choice. How exciting it must be to see it all coming together.

Surely this sign is coming soon. I know I certainly want one. A cardigan. Not a sign.

Might even need to head west to come find the shop.

#BanditCountry
November 22, 2024 at 10:43 AM
‘Garlic is the mother of all onions.’
November 21, 2024 at 11:04 AM
Love these. Highlight of visiting Bologna a few years back was wandering down to the anatomy museum to see the waxes. So amazingly detailed.
November 18, 2024 at 4:34 PM
Did that with one and I’m kinda in between. Might email or DM tomorrow with a change, if that’s ok. Have paused the goat moulding.
November 17, 2024 at 9:57 PM
I’ve ordered, although a bit nervous over sizing despite checking the guide.

I am not a religious man, but I shall lob out some prayers to a selection of deities and sacrifice several hastily-moulded plasticine goats to various idols in order to ensure a quality fitting sweatshirt harvest.
November 17, 2024 at 9:47 PM
Thanks for making me feel ancient. I’m joking. I don’t need help with this.
November 17, 2024 at 9:40 PM
I’m holding out hope for another #susanalbumparty.
November 17, 2024 at 6:58 PM
Me: I’m going to put the laptop on today and have peace to get caught up. No distractions. I’ll get so much done.

Me 5 mins later: My Work Prevention Officer has decreed that all employment-related activities must cease.
November 17, 2024 at 12:41 PM
This slightly amended advice seems reasonable.
November 17, 2024 at 4:24 AM
Oh you’re gonna like my latest post. Thank you for triggering the idea.
November 16, 2024 at 9:39 PM
There are times on @bsky.app when there is no character count for how much of your Saturday evening you can spend making something simply because a post in your timeline gave you an idea.

Behold.
November 16, 2024 at 9:39 PM
The heat map of Brian’s cat looks eerily familiar… @profbriancox.bsky.social
November 16, 2024 at 8:32 PM
Over there, the ‘For You’ feed is really ‘For You To Get Angry At’, whereas here the Discover tab is people warmly talking about books, albums and their all-time favourite pre-lunchtime biscuit. The relief is palpable. Overall, I mean. Not just in terms of biscuits.
November 16, 2024 at 8:28 PM
This can’t be right.
November 15, 2024 at 11:45 PM
Hear me out, @weare1of100.
November 15, 2024 at 8:02 PM
The sound of the rattling crates was louder than the truck. The dimples on the bottles. The raised Bon Accord logo. The labels which were impossible to peel off. The absolute lack of the words ‘sugar-free’ on anything. The gentle fizzing of tooth decay after you’d supped a full bottle of Red Kola.
November 15, 2024 at 1:03 PM