I’m American, but live in Wales. It was wild waking up this morning to all that. Some part of me really wasn’t sure that I was actually awake.

Exactly. My daughter and I were on holiday and saw a man fall and hit his head. It was incredibly triggering for both of us for personal reasons. Neither of us could handle getting close, but we wanted to help. So we directed traffic while others went to his aid. It didn’t occur to us not help.

My hands ache just watching it.

I desperately want to be friends with a muntjac. Unfortunately, the muntjacs strongly disagree with this.

The exact same thing happened in my house yesterday. I should lose my treat procurement job. However, husband is even worse at it than I am. (He’s eating honey on toast)

I mean, if AI says it’s true, surely it can’t be wrong 😬

For years I laughed at Chaos House’s shenanigans. And now I have a Chaos House all of my own. I feel this post in my soul.

Poor Monty. I wish I could send some sun, but I’m in Wales and we don’t have any either.

I’m an immigrant who recently got ILR, and I’m feeling very anxious at the moment.

This is in Ceredigion

I’m in the same boat, and crocheters are absolutely feral. I’m in awe (and slightly scared).

He’s just a weird little guy 🥰

High five! Got mine about a month ago.

I started knitting a blanket during lockdown. I sized up a pattern I found online and guessed at the number of repeats to cast on. Then I kept knitting because I wanted the colours to work out. The bloody thing is big enough for a king size bed. We don’t have a king size bed 🤦‍♀️

Well that’s straight up nightmare fuel

That’s the most revolting thing I can imagine, and I grew up attending church potlucks where just about anything could be called a “salad”.