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John Feetenby
@feexby.bsky.social
Inverness-based ex-bookseller who believes that Ambridge exists within the Whoniverse. On Letterboxd and elsewhere as Feexby. Physical format advocate. The NHS is keeping me alive. Panglossian. Woke af. He/him.
Thank you to my wonderful friends at @trapone.bsky.social for these.

They are beautiful. The daisiest daisies. I love you all, you mad Trappers.

And nobody is crying.
October 25, 2025 at 11:46 AM
Bad friend: sorry

I’ve been in the hospice for a few weeks now, struggling with breathing, talking and finer cognitive tasks like typing. My balance is fucked and I’m a high fall risk

But I have a Halloween hat, and I think of you all often ❤️
October 24, 2025 at 6:38 AM
Listened to the news a bit

What I apprehended was:

Mentally ill people should work. Physically ill people should work. It’s good for them, I imagine. Can’t prove it, but it suits one’s privileged world view

And then we grind their bones to make our bread. It’s what Thatcher would have wanted
October 8, 2025 at 7:15 AM
Found it!

I am now on Do Not Disturb.

I’ll be over there being deplorable.

See you all on Monday.
October 5, 2025 at 10:26 AM
Well now.

Got my @arrowvideo.bsky.social 4K Zombie Flesh Eaters today. I’m down the fathomless Fulci hole now. Maybe Murder Rock later.

Definitely the Gates Of Hell tomorrow though.

#Frightenby25
October 4, 2025 at 5:04 PM
Day four of #Frightenby25 and we are going H.G. Wells mode. He’s not often thought of as a horror writer per se. Just the pioneer of every major SF genre ever.

But these are great:

9) Island Of Lost Souls (1932)
10) The Invisible Man (1933)
October 4, 2025 at 12:58 PM
October 4, 2025 at 12:22 PM
Somebody stop me.
October 3, 2025 at 10:19 PM
Bad to the bone.

#Frightenby25
October 3, 2025 at 1:34 PM
First time in ages that I’ve had the desire and capacity to cook. Pan seared salmon fillets with a sweet chilli, honey and lime sauce of my own devising.

Presentation needs work, but god it was tasty.
October 1, 2025 at 4:26 PM
Home after a fortnight in the hospice: one week of grimdark, one week of recuperation

I’m getting care visits twice a day to cover the things I now struggle with

We are so lucky up here with the help that is immediately, joyfully available

I bought myself some flowers because I’m a fancypants
September 29, 2025 at 6:02 PM
Great call regarding Gödel, Escher, Bach on today’s @trapone.bsky.social

I was married to that book in the early 80s!

And it did inform my viewing of Castrovalva, big time.

#DoctorWho
September 27, 2025 at 1:03 PM
I know how you feel, mate.
September 23, 2025 at 8:35 AM
Fresh air. Hydrangea. Yellow chairs!

You’re always playing yellow chair.
September 23, 2025 at 8:23 AM
I went to a different Rapture. You wouldn’t know it. It goes to the heaven two afterlifes over.
September 23, 2025 at 7:50 AM
Blocking pricks

It’s very therapeutic

If people want to be philosophically minuscule, regressive thugs that is one thing, but don’t drag that feculent cant onto my TL

I’m not having it
September 22, 2025 at 12:58 PM
Day eight down the hospice. I’m usually in and out in two, three tops

It’s all gone south this time to an extent. I’m optimistic about getting home for a bit sometime soon, but who really knows?

I haven’t gone mad with boredom exactly, but I have started journaling

Fucking hell. Who even am I?
September 22, 2025 at 11:40 AM
I thought this jumper might come with a free “pleasant, open face”

Alas, my friends, it did not

What I have is most charitably described as “a face”

#DoctorWho
#TerranceDicks
September 22, 2025 at 11:32 AM
Ruairi, Ruairi tell us a stuairi
Ruairi, Ruairi tell it like it is

#TheArchers
#AnimalKwackers
#niche
September 19, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Well, quite.

Although like Errol Brown I believe in miracles. I just tend towards thinking that they are unique experiential phenomena. What happens in your head stays in your head.
September 12, 2025 at 10:17 AM
Does CE3K get slightly lost in the Spielberg discourse, I wonder.

It’s my favourite. It’s the only time (I was 12) that I can remember Dad taking me to the cinema and seeing things the way I saw things.

He was patient, God bless him.

I miss him every day.
September 11, 2025 at 1:36 AM
Yeah well.

It’s Autumn now, innit.
September 10, 2025 at 6:12 AM
Down the Highland Hospice for lunch with two of my dearest friends.

Then this afternoon was Men’s Group, because I am so very, very manly. The hospice does so much palliative care prior to end of life protocols it’s unbelievable.

I’m on my knees with gratitude ❤️
September 9, 2025 at 5:34 PM
To my regret I have never worn a fez, but I did briefly have custody of a pith helmet.
September 3, 2025 at 4:32 AM
It’s coming on autumn.

#Inverness
September 2, 2025 at 9:08 AM