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Mags Campbell
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Lover, and writer, of myths, folklore, legends, fables, fairy tales, sci-fi, horror and fantasy.
Scribbling spin-offs of novels I haven't written yet.
There's snow on them thar hills.
November 19, 2025 at 9:17 AM
November 8, 2025 at 9:58 AM
Brushed my hair with wet fingers and twisted it back and it's sitting perfectly. If I was trying to fix it to go out, it'd be a mess.
Curly hair makes no sense.
October 22, 2025 at 2:20 PM
Hills and water - and hills across the water. It's lovely.
October 20, 2025 at 5:45 PM
I appreciate living by the Clyde more as I've gotten older. It's beautiful at times and I do love boats. I love the history; even the bad stuff is fascinating.
October 20, 2025 at 5:22 PM
October 20, 2025 at 9:11 AM
Last Waverley visit of the year.
October 19, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Discworld quote for today :-
October 18, 2025 at 7:49 PM
I hadn't been out since last Monday and I've been feeling pretty crap lately, physically and mentally, but I went out earlier and crunched through piles of leaves in these boots and felt better for a while.
Feel kinda sick now but at least I have shopping in.
October 17, 2025 at 6:12 PM
Post you from a different era.
October 13, 2025 at 9:00 PM
It sleeps overnight outside my house for most of the summer. A beautiful thing.
October 7, 2025 at 6:25 PM
Every time I go into my kitchen and don't do the dishes, this is the face of disapproval on my Discworld calendar.
Fair enough.
October 6, 2025 at 8:20 PM
These utterly ridiculous curls on my neck.
October 5, 2025 at 2:26 PM
I got this fantastic shot glass from someone who knows about my love of tat and movie apes. Perfection.
October 3, 2025 at 9:38 AM
September 30th / October 1st
September 30, 2025 at 8:49 PM
Aye, awright, Hyacinth Bucket.
September 28, 2025 at 9:35 PM
Got some very dangerous substances in my kitchen.
RFK Jr and Trump would be glad I'm perimenopausal. If they had any idea what perimenopause is, the fucking hacks that they are.
September 23, 2025 at 8:58 AM
When I put on a pair of chunky boots I feel like I'm stomping about everywhere. Then I take a proper look and remember that I have tiny feet and a very light step so I'm about as stompy as a mouse on a feather bed.
September 22, 2025 at 7:51 PM
Words can't really capture my fatigue and brain fog today.
Feels like this...
September 19, 2025 at 1:26 PM
September 18, 2025 at 9:15 AM
No, wait a sec...*these* are the photos of Trump's state visit.

Or as near as dammit.
September 18, 2025 at 8:48 AM
Some lovely pictures from Trump's state visit.
September 18, 2025 at 8:38 AM
"To break the ice, let's go around the table and introduce ourselves.
We'll start with Trophy Wife Barbie across the table."
September 17, 2025 at 9:18 PM
The contrast between the rose garden and tonight's state banquet is very funny.
Both full of arseholes, of course.
September 17, 2025 at 8:19 PM
A really lovely way to honour the tacky, heartless folk who turned the White House rose garden into a bleak concrete monstrosity infested with cunts eating swill.
September 17, 2025 at 7:25 PM