I almost never used Twitter, and apparently, although this platform is Musk-free, I haven't got yo grips with why I need (or how) to use this one either.

A few days worth of decompression from work has been organised. Probably just spend a chunk of it tidying up/reorganising around here but hopefully the weather will make doing a daytrip possible too.

I have no idea why I was a bit surprised to learn I'd become a grandfather again in the last 24hrs, but I was. And a safe and easier arrival is a damn good thing!

...an experiment to see if I can entice the cats with a new food item.

Things stil to do: the daily tussle with Gàildhlig via Duolingo, and hopefully lasagna, followed by more Mr Mercedes.

So there you go, folks, a snapshot of my Friday, if only to try this app out.

4. Rushed around; Rxs from pharmacy, shopping, back to pharmacy, then drs, aaaand back to pharmacy.
5. Now, a welcome chai.. Relax.

Next...

2. Bathroom cleaning (well, certain bits that were in the most need) 3. Continued with a chapter or two of 'A New History Of The Picts' by Stuart McHardy (who I know from Yes Mussie meetings) which seeks to redress some misconceptions about early Scottish history. So far, it's keeping my attention.

Things done today:
1. Slept late. I should have stopped at the end of the previous episode of Mr Mercedes, which we're currently binge-watching. My own fault, since I'd been nodding off on the bus home. It's been *that* kind of a week at work.

So with Truth becoming someone else's problem on WhatsaMetaU-hey, aka Farstbuck aka Farcebonk, I may have to work out how this clunky piece of software works..

Gods, why are some people on some weird quest to f*ck up the interwebs so that they become unusable?