Toasted Beagle
toastedbeagle.bsky.social
Toasted Beagle
@toastedbeagle.bsky.social
Recovering academic. Historian/linguist/geographer. Like a toasted whippet, but fatter. Mainly ramblings. All mine.
Catching up on the hockey from Québec. Contains ads. Here for porridge, also translatable as «  gruel ». Mmm.
March 7, 2025 at 11:39 AM
Morning.
Recovering here from an evening spent watching a school production of Mary Poppins.
Spit spot.
March 7, 2025 at 7:55 AM
Yay, the bees are out!
March 6, 2025 at 11:07 AM
Story of my morning.
March 5, 2025 at 11:22 AM
For us to be able to go on honeymoon the cats have to go into a cattery. To go into a cattery they have to have jabs. To have jabs they have to go to the vet. Today.

It took 30 mins (and most of my right arm) to wrestle Steve into his carrier.
August 8, 2024 at 3:40 PM
Came back from a bike ride to find I’m locked out. Other half has gone to the gym. Went back out again. Came home again an hour later. Still locked out. Can’t cycle any more. I’ll just wait.
August 6, 2024 at 9:04 AM
Encountered on this morning’s ride: 1 cat, 1 squirrel (live), 1 squirrel (dead), 1 pheasant (dangerously aimless), 4 geese.

(No animals we harmed (by me) in the making of this post)
June 8, 2024 at 8:25 AM
Encountered on this morning’s ride: 1 rabbit, 1 vole, 1 magpie, 1 duck.
June 3, 2024 at 7:10 AM
Have agreed to attend a Goth gig with my daughter. Have promised to wear black. Have also promised not to wear makeup.
June 1, 2024 at 3:54 PM
Hitching a lift.
May 26, 2024 at 11:58 AM
The one day, the ONE DAY I need to get a trouble free run to school to drop the kids early and get to somewhere else by 9, they dig up the road and put in temporary lights.
May 23, 2024 at 3:17 PM
Dawn chorus. The ducks really can’t hold their own against the songbirds. Tweet. Chirrup. Warble. Tweet. QUACK. Chirrup. QUACK. Warble.
May 21, 2024 at 4:00 AM
Knees out on the bike this morning for the first time this year. Wasn’t really warm enough.
May 20, 2024 at 7:40 AM
Simply.cannot.cut.any.more.hedge.
Oh look, it’s nearly time for the F1.
May 19, 2024 at 12:48 PM
Oh damn, it’s raining. I’ll have to do the garden tomorrow.
May 18, 2024 at 11:01 AM
I just Googled information on Francis Bacon. But, by mistake, typed « Franci s bacon »…. And entered a strange porcine reality that I was completely unaware even existed.
May 17, 2024 at 6:59 PM
If Fussy deodorant is just milk-based bacteria, can’t we just swab our pits with kefir?
May 17, 2024 at 11:38 AM
Rebooked. This mechanic is a bundle of laughs. Not.
May 16, 2024 at 1:15 PM
That moment when you turn up for an aircon re-gas, to find that you're booked in for NEXT Thursday instead.
May 16, 2024 at 12:16 PM
Blogging, at a blog
May 16, 2024 at 12:12 PM