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@janefae.bsky.social
Elf Princess: feminist, journalist, campaigner on political and sexual liberty: also IT, law and policing. Content may contain spoof!

She/her. Also fae/faer
Too good not to share...
October 26, 2025 at 9:57 AM
If only Labour had a Fat Controller!

(They're certainly in favour of the Sir Topham Hats of the world!)
October 25, 2025 at 5:37 PM
And then, there's this...
October 23, 2025 at 8:36 PM
Meanwhile, Mr P is chowing down on some chicken.
October 18, 2025 at 9:04 PM
Now this is just getting silly!

I am under that mound of fur!

Once upon a time, if I poked him, he had the grace to move. A little.

Now, he just shoves back!
October 11, 2025 at 10:54 AM
Damned antifa...

...they get everywhere!
October 10, 2025 at 1:16 PM
Is it just me? Or does anyone else think Marvel is a better predictor of end of times than the Book of Revelation?
October 10, 2025 at 11:43 AM
You can also add my mum to that list. Born white British. But thanks to a wonderful British bit of xenophobia, when she married a foreigner/refugee in 1945 was reclassified as 'an alien.'
September 26, 2025 at 9:28 AM
One has only to thing about simple phrases like "My God! I'm coming!", which take on wholly different shades of meaning according to whether they are uttered in one's marital bed... or on one's death bed.

Meanwhile. Time to go. I hear a "Meow!" from down below and... he sounds cross!
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
...he has only to ask for chicken to appear.

Whereas for me the fascination is how the singular "Meow!" packs so many layers of meaning.

I would love to lay claim to discovery of "locational semantics." Alas, i fear, it has likely already been mmuch written about.
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
The fridge thing is, in fact, a recent development. I have started greeting him in the morning and, as i take my jam n butter from the fridge, he has frequently ended up a chicken slice better off.

Clearly he has now determined that the fridge is the source of infinite chicken, and...
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
What is interesting is that the "Meow!" is delivered UP stairs. Then, he sits and waits for me to follow down stairs into the room or space where the command is to be executed.

Going out: he goes and sits by the back door.

Tea time: he heads for his food bowl.

Fridge: he sits by the fridge.
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
...even though he knows perfectly well that tea is not until 5.30.

To this, now, i must add "Meow!" at any time of day to remind me that there are chicken slices in the fridge, and they belong to him.
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
...not always the same semantic content.

For instance, "Meow!" early morn indicates "day has broken - why am i still indoors?"

A little later, it may indicate "I have shat! Why haz staff not cleaned up after me yet?"

Later still: "It is teatime. Where is tea?"

This last often delivered at 5...
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
Locational semantics. In which a very amateur linguist, dabbles in more advanced topics.

With cat.

So. Mr P is a very vocal creature. I tend to work upstairs. But from time to time my work is punctuated by the sounding of a most plaintive meow.

Always the same meow.

But...
September 19, 2025 at 11:31 AM
Defo with you on the cat pics.

#catsky
September 15, 2025 at 8:05 AM
More family history. This time my mum who, it turns out, was an alien.

She was born in plymouth. But she married my father, a refugee/asylum seeker/Pole in 1945.

Whereupon, she instantly lost her uk citizenship... became essentially stateless.
September 10, 2025 at 10:58 AM
I note you are also a floof addict!
July 16, 2025 at 5:02 PM
Haha. Looks like
@ZAsgard (on Twitter)
is not just a little boy with a silly name. He's also a total hypocrite!
July 12, 2025 at 1:48 PM
Yeah. This cat is being a little more sensible ...
July 12, 2025 at 12:00 PM
The nightmare got worse!
July 10, 2025 at 10:05 AM
It got teeth!
July 10, 2025 at 10:04 AM
Loo for two anyone?
July 10, 2025 at 10:03 AM
I understand some gender criticals have been waking up screaming when this nightmare vision appeared in their dreams.
July 10, 2025 at 9:48 AM
Hmm. Just jamming... and found this guy inside the pit of a nectarine.

They're Spanish nectarines, so wondered if he might be called Juan... or Carlos.

But according to Google hes a European earwig.
July 3, 2025 at 12:42 PM