Well, I’ve finally quit Twitter for good. I think I’ll feel much more at home here on Threads.

What?

I can give you a few targets in Bournemouth if that’s any help.

First day at big school!
Idiot. Doesn’t start until September.

Got given these exactly 36 years ago today and they’re still going strong. Good old Le Crueset! Also, happy anniversary to my wife.

Well, that's it between me and X. Certainly until Musk tires of it. So here I am, with my trademark uncontentious opinions and deeply unoriginal thoughts.
Maybe the odd mildly amusing picture.

I liked this one in the i a few days ago.

That’s the way to sell ‘em, Tivoli!

I’m worried my wife thinks I’m like Ian from One Day. You know, the wannabe comedian. ComedIAN. Oh god, she might be right.

My daughter’s booked her ticket to visit us in Poole for Christmas. If only she lived in Dungeness. Or Hadleigh. Any others?

Yes, it could be the prices, Clemmie. Or it could be the risk of sitting next to people who can’t watch a film without chewing popcorn and guzzling ‘Diet’ Coke.