Sir Alf Ramsay said to Stan Bowls (playing for England football team) that, unless he played harder, he'd pull him off at half time. "That'll be nice" Stan replied. "AT QPR all we get is an orange and a cup of tea". He never played for England again.

Genius, route one often is.

Get your local Wetherspoons to show you how to make your own scale model of Rishi Sunak with the contents of a blocked toilet and some shredded Daily Mail.

Akin to malignant narcissism. The urge to drag everyone down to their level of misery rather than uplift themselves.

A couple of weeks ago I was in Devon. The amount of red admirals I saw!

I always felt ferret to be an argumentative meat. A burger that gives as good as it gets.

Also sounds like trauma. A coincidence, I'm sure

Gotta love the algorithm. It's like the terms and conditions which, let's face it, are the alpha and omega of our nice modern lives. Up your arse, around your spine and in your brain in one impressive flex.

I am delighted to say it was a YouTube video re Jack Smith giving subpoenas to Ivanka and Jared re destroying Trumps business empire. This is going to get hilariously ugly!

Thanks Jimmy. Change in meds has enabled more mobility, less side effects, so I've been using my superpower of walking in a straight line to help me lose weight. Devon was fucking brilliant but eventually completely exhausting!

I have seen a controlling, malignant narcissist being hailed as a good husband and kind father IRL. Such people rely on the determined ignorance that most people seem happy to use simply because its more comfortable than actually looking.

That's it. I can now see Las Vegas Quentin as the Capybara equivalent of Hunter S Thompson. This is a Very Strange Space to occupy.

Fantastic idea. You can never have enough capybaras.