Liz
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Liz
@justeaj.bsky.social
Ex pub landlady, current archaeologist. Old stuff and Pubs and Dogs - the order and importance varies on any given day.
Pub Portraits: Richard getting his point across! An artist at work.
August 1, 2025 at 8:22 PM
Sign at the entrance to the cemetery where half my mum's extended family are buried:
June 23, 2025 at 4:59 PM
I have taken myself off for some quiet time in the fens, and this campsite is *utterly* delightful.
June 14, 2025 at 6:56 PM
I am in a field. Attended a very good talk by the author of this book, followed later by an extremely disappointing set by the Sister of Mercy. Currently, Book = 1, Sisters = 0.
May 25, 2025 at 9:19 AM
In today's 'google AI overview is not to be trusted'

(Hint: that's my hand, I am in suffolk today, not Iran).
May 14, 2025 at 12:28 PM
The Wall of Death as Prophecy etc etc
April 23, 2025 at 8:27 PM
One of my colleagues presented me with this gift, found in a charity shop in Saffron Waldon. It is perfection.
March 20, 2025 at 10:18 AM
That is a correct train picnic. I don't make the rules.

Cf.
March 15, 2025 at 6:18 PM
This is a message we can all get behind, I think. Yes?
March 7, 2025 at 7:47 PM
January 21, 2025 at 5:09 AM
Last time I was at the Enmore, we were daydrinking in the back alley as Jane's Addiction loaded out. Perry Farrel stood on tiptoes and kissed my cheek and I didn't wash my face for 3 days. Anyway. That was 21 years ago. Paralytic, syphilitic, get your rocks off and come together, right now.
January 11, 2025 at 12:17 PM
On behalf of my people, I can only apologise for whatever this is about to be... they've missed a trick not translating the text of the coat of arms into Latin.
January 10, 2025 at 5:41 AM
Is dog? Gracie, a ridiculous creature.
January 7, 2025 at 4:39 AM
Brothers, spouses and nibblings arrive today and I am to be relegated to the mouse mausoleum. When we were kids and this was my grandma's house, there was 3 times as much crap, but also 3 bunk beds and a Nintendo.
December 26, 2024 at 10:05 PM
I tried 4 different bottlo's for a can of Fosters with no joy, but there was some out of date VB in the backyard fridge, so 🤷‍♀️.
Merry Christmas x
December 25, 2024 at 8:00 AM
I currently have a bedroom at my parents, but the hoards descend for Big Christmas on the 27th so I will be relegated to the 'I really need to organise a garage sale' room of antiquities and guff.

A non-zero number of dead mice were found when I tidied to make it habitable.
#duvetknowitschristmas
December 24, 2024 at 8:58 PM
So I hit pause on the timer while I was at my brother's house, because sleeping in a bed and eating food off a china plate doesn't count, it's taken 52 odd hours of planes, trains, and a single automobile. Mission accomplished, Christmas presents delivered in person.
December 20, 2024 at 8:57 AM
It was another 4 more hours to my little brother's place after this point. I have been fed, watered and hosed down, and now shall sleep not sitting in an uncomfortable chair. Final 6 hours of operation 'surprise Mum for Christmas' to be conducted on Friday.
December 18, 2024 at 11:18 AM
Mandatory Train Gin has occurred. Now we are on Holiday!
December 16, 2024 at 1:09 PM
And, we're off!

🚌 - 🚉 - 🚄 - 🛋 - ✈️ - 🛋 - ✈️ - 🚄 - 🚉 //🏠// 🚌 - (🚌) - 🚗 - 🏠🎄👨‍👦‍👦.
December 16, 2024 at 12:20 PM
This week's work accommodation's toilet seat is clear resin decorated with painted shells. Every morning this week I've stumbled in in the near dark and thought I was sharing a house with un-potty trained savages.
December 11, 2024 at 6:50 PM
Apparently, this is what you get when you combine Pixies, PJ Harvey, and Fugazi?
December 4, 2024 at 6:29 PM
I taped second of these two signs to the inside of the one of the ladies' cubicle doors in my old pub. If you got as far as inside the cubicle it meant you had ignored 3 previous signs (such as the first photo) declaring the toilet to be out of order, and
November 30, 2024 at 3:24 PM
May I present: the statue of Cromwell in St Ives, complete with CIII regalia by the local yarn bombers.
November 28, 2024 at 10:12 PM
Ooh er! How about this bit of mortarium? A Flange if you will.
November 23, 2024 at 9:19 AM