Avril Jones 📷
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Avril Jones 📷
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Displaced Scot. Half Irish. Surrey dweller. Photographer of gardens, flowers, still life, macro and the coast when I can get there. Mum, granny, dog lover, bookworm, lapsed writer, creative dabbler. #RejoinEU 🇪🇺
My daughters are great at cooking Yorkshire puds. I may have got them started with cooking but they’ve both forged their own paths. I’ve eaten haggis but only cooked a ready made one.
December 5, 2025 at 9:24 PM
Well quite! Who of a darker complexion would be crazy enough to think of going there?
December 5, 2025 at 6:40 PM
Unbelievable. That’s his reward for sweeping aside due process and bombing innocent fishermen out of the water, is it?
December 5, 2025 at 6:23 PM
RBR/CashCows hiring a brown driver? Whatever next! They really will have to keep Jos The Racist away from him.
December 5, 2025 at 3:36 PM
Sorry, only for the uniform absence of my Yorkshire Puddings. I’ve never cooked one. 🤣🤣
December 5, 2025 at 3:34 PM
A grotto atop Ben Nevis would be pretty windy and inhospitable in winter. I was born 86 miles south, where the Firth of Clyde meets Gare Loch. And I’ve never attempted to cook a Yorkshire Pudding in my life. 🤣🤣
December 5, 2025 at 3:33 PM
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The only principled stance is to punish Russia into retreat: militarily, economically, diplomatically. Let the future imperialists see what becomes of invaders.
December 4, 2025 at 6:24 PM
A rusty nail, in the garden when I was a kid. Couldn’t walk for days.
December 5, 2025 at 12:44 PM
She’s curled up in her armchair by the window.
December 5, 2025 at 11:48 AM
That was ‘our song’ when I was 15 and too young to leave home. The boyfriend said he wished we were old enough and he had enough money to get me away from my parents. Reader, I married him. (Then divorced him 13 years later.)
December 5, 2025 at 11:46 AM
Seneca and Pingu.
December 5, 2025 at 11:43 AM
No chance. I had a friend at school who was a vurtuoso violinist and pianist but I’ve never tried playing violin. I did learn cello for a while. Should’ve kept going.
December 5, 2025 at 11:41 AM
As little as possible.
December 5, 2025 at 11:40 AM
Probably every time I describe something as interminable.
December 5, 2025 at 11:33 AM
Intractable
December 5, 2025 at 11:32 AM
Fed the dog and taken my pills.
December 5, 2025 at 11:30 AM
So long ago, I can’t remember. Bruises aplenty but no scabs.
December 5, 2025 at 11:29 AM
Ideal. Which replaced a Worcester Bosch that had rusted through the inside and would have been condemned had it been in a living area of the house. Very common problem, apparently.
December 5, 2025 at 11:27 AM
Three. One in the kitchen, one in the utility room and a 5’ long darkroom sink that has yet to be installed.
December 5, 2025 at 11:25 AM
The shower.
December 5, 2025 at 11:24 AM
Just look at all the revolting, leering men. 🤮
December 5, 2025 at 11:08 AM
Translation: Farage wants full control of the BBC.

#BBC, please tell him to FRO.
December 5, 2025 at 11:05 AM