There are so many things that have knocked the wind out of me since I got the news on Friday morning, the most recent of which is finding the folder on my phone of stupid Star Trek memes that I didn’t get to send her.

A little bit of googling show that houses in that street now go for £835,000.

Thanks, I hate it.

Oh what?! God, it’s gorgeous!

While I have to admit to hating them too, I can’t help but hope someone riding a Lime bike on the pavement nicks your phone, you judgemental wee shite.

Of course it’s a dude who sees nothing wrong with this. Of course it is.

I have no further information, that’s all they said in the voicemail. I don’t know if she’s OK or there’s something seriously wrong with her, and after the way this year has gone I do not have the emotional resilience to be able to assume that she’s fine until told otherwise.

And some very important tips on finding the right teabags from @saturnsheila.bsky.social!

A great outreach activity from the always brilliant @james4cet.bsky.social at @eucliduk.bsky.social too!