Alas, my counterfeit tin of Butter Cookies contains no sewing kit. I'll have to hit the off-brand poundshops for the good stuff later.

About to open this new tin of Butter (flavoured) Cookies. Hoping for some longer needles and not so many little buttons and safety pins this time...

So excited to see a Deposit Return machine set up in my local Lidl. I've been waiting for years! Just a few more weeks to go!

I've just finished the big fuckoff jar of olives. Now to end dinner with some mushy peas, cheesecake, and feta from last night's early Christmas party.

#goblinmode

I'll have to walk my manager through some scripts this week in case things go wrong while I'm away.

I expect him to react like:

That story almost fits with the conspiracy theory, except I think the Chicken People are using stealth tactics instead. Mick Chicken was almost convincing as a human man...

...from behind.

Just roasted the first mini pumpkin from this year's haul.

I haven't tasted it yet, but I've decided to save the seeds already due to THE SMELL.

OMG, THE SMELL. If I could bottle it...

I finally opened the ungrippable jar!

It was easy once I tied an exercise band around the lid. Big jar, absolutely no leverage. Muffin for scale.

I didn't actually think Akinator would get this for some reason.

The wisdom of sugar packets. Reminding me not to let chickens live rent-free in my head.

Camouflage for a roumdboi. Spiders love hanging out on the berries, but I don't mind. Spiders are bae.

Just for old time's sake, here's a cutesy whiteboard cartoon. #inktober

I harvested some hazelnuts after work on Friday. The trees had been stripped of nut clusters by the recent storm, so they were all just lying on the ground.

Easy pickings for the only person to recognise them as hazelnuts!

#foraging #hazelnuts #urbanforager #irishplantlife