State of you, Tara Palmer-Tompkinson.

Two films, to be fair: Splash and Volunteers.

With a new scar.

I love the idea that these people would have welcomed Italian and French Protestant immigrants with open arms.

(I suspect a lot of why Bluesky far-left Yanks are particularly angry are because they're the ones who either didn't vote to avoid the fucking problem this time last year or at best did so in such a grudgingly bad-faith bothsidesy way that their low-engagement friends and relations didn't bother)

I wish I could Like this in a more emphatic way.

I think the only man who gets away with it is Mike Wozniak, and that's because everything about him feels like he's somehow been transported here from a sitcom office in the early 1980s.

Your mum's favourite crooner from the 1960s. Big pal of Jack Jones.