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Bodie A. Ashton
@manwithoutatan.bsky.social
historian | pet shop boys fanatic | australian in germany | very bisexual | constantly podcasting | "oh, dr. bodie!" per jordan gray | they/them | latest book: “the pet shop boys and the political”
Saw it recently on a trip to Australia. Well done Vicky 💜
November 16, 2025 at 11:09 AM
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November 9, 2025 at 11:09 PM
“I couldn't have anticipated [backlash]”, says a man who built an Auschwitz-themed Halloween float for a kids’ Halloween parade. I think this tells us an awful lot about more than we might like, to be honest.

(Reposted screenshot with alt text.)
November 2, 2025 at 9:32 AM
And now I know how Johnny Marr felt.
November 2, 2025 at 9:03 AM
The world is nonsense so Cap and Bucky are here to brighten your lives.
October 30, 2025 at 10:07 PM
Let me add to this both Kenneth Branagh and Stanley Tucci in “Conspiracy” (2001).
October 22, 2025 at 4:42 PM
I don’t know what it says about me that an hour-long dissection of a plane crash might brighten my mood but here we are.

Bucky agrees.
October 20, 2025 at 5:22 PM
Look why not. @lgmsam.bsky.social says it gives “Murder, She Wrote” vibes. I’m just thrilled the shirt involves cats.

(Though I feel like I get my hair from my Nanna; I feel like a fluffy puppy.)
October 11, 2025 at 2:03 PM
It freaking wimdy today.
October 4, 2025 at 3:56 PM
They’re back.
October 1, 2025 at 2:41 PM
September 26, 2025 at 11:55 AM
The world is hard. I’m an orphan, which feels frighteningly Victorian. I don’t know what my future looks like, my heart breaks and then mends a little and then breaks again and again. I’m so exhausted. I don’t have anywhere that is home any more.

So anyway it was time to get my ears pierced.
September 25, 2025 at 1:08 AM
My sincerest and deepest thanks to everyone who took time today to honour my father Malcolm. The world will never turn quite as it should without him. I miss him achingly, and your support—all of you—has been felt, even if I don't have the words or the capacity to express my gratitude right now. 💜
September 17, 2025 at 8:36 AM
Extremely cool that pretty much the moment I'm even vaguely by myself I dissolve into tears. This is a very normal and healthy thing, I am sure.

I have no idea how I'm going to write this eulogy, let alone give it. I've written too many by now.

Anyway, here are my parents as I never knew them.
September 15, 2025 at 11:57 AM
Dad status: style council.
September 10, 2025 at 2:11 AM
My father didn’t make it to Father’s Day this year, and it will always be a bitter irony to me that it follows on the heels of his passing. But: happy Father’s Day, Dad. I miss you now and always.
September 7, 2025 at 6:11 AM
The best man I have ever known.

Goodbye, dad. Fair winds. I love you.
September 4, 2025 at 11:21 AM
Hullo from here
August 22, 2025 at 10:26 PM
Hello hi I know my timeline hasn’t been puppies and roses recently. But I just wanted to share this photo from my parents’ wedding, 53 years ago, because it makes me smile nearly as much as dad is here.
August 22, 2025 at 8:35 AM
Here’s another. I love this one. When mum went into care, this was one of the pieces I made sure accompanied her and hung on the wall so every day she could wake up to a piece that Mike had lovingly crafted just for her. I don’t know if she knew. But I hope so.
August 20, 2025 at 3:12 AM
Mum had a whole collection of artworks specifically made for her by her dear friend Mike Dunham of Coastwind kennels in California. We had one of her favourite pieces on display at her funeral. Now I have several of them on my walls, including this cutie over my coffee bar. Feels appropriate.
August 20, 2025 at 3:03 AM
Well. I’m home. I don’t know how this feels.

I’ve started with a lovely washed Ethiopian from Market Lane in Melbourne, and served in a cup from April in Copenhagen, because I wanted a connection to home and to my happiest time this year. The cat was one of mum’s. She’ll find her place here.
August 19, 2025 at 6:13 AM
It’s time to go home. I already miss everyone. I love you all and I think people — friends, family, perfect strangers — are incredible. Hold your loved ones close in your heart.
August 17, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Speaking of mum, chips, and Whitby, have all three in this photo that I bloody adore.

Missing you, mum.
August 4, 2025 at 10:51 AM
You heard it first here: I’m responsible for Trump because I *checks notes* exist.
August 3, 2025 at 12:16 AM