... this man. God works in mysterious ways.

Enormous, completely unofficial, built by volunteers absent any safety or design requirements, usually on small patches of open ground in built up areas. Never mind the fire aspect, that fact that some of them don't collapse beforehand is a miracle - see picture.

One of the more baffling search engine outputs here ... doing a bit of research for a pub quiz round via Bing to find the UK's top-selling autobiographies ever, and I get

- Three random and very much not bestselling autobiographies
- A novel
- Some women's underwear

A rare Cheltenham Town post ... but I have two thoughts on this story

Howard Kendall is proof that people aged in triple time in the 20th century. Here he is on TV in 1990, aged 44. I just asked my partner how old she thought he was in this photo and she said "maybe early 70s".

Cuh, that Thomas Hardy, eh?

He's not. Adrian Sanders (13 letters) won Torbay for the Lib Dems at the 1997 GE on a majority of 12 ...

No idea if Viz magazine is still doing "Up The Arse corner" but this feels like a possible contender ...

A colleague once used the brilliant term 'heroin-faced' to describe a former boss. Not alleging opiate use of any kind but just trying to summarise the whole sunken eyed / swallow cheeked / haunted / unshaven look that the bloke had.

On which note, I give you ... snooker player Mark Allen

Slightly late to this but herewith "The Poo Bookshelf" © from my own downstairs cludgie

Made me think of this Sunday Sport story for reasons I cannot possibly fathom ...

It's not as bad as it could have been. Before Elliot Slessor got rid of his widow's peak cut he looked positively homicidal, as here ...

Who knew they were such fans of 1980s snooker in Alaska?

Bluesky not quite meeting all of my Centrist Dad Twat social media needs just yet ...