Good point: chosen animals not patriotic enough. Can we scrap the badgers and have unicorns, lions wearing crowns, bears with ragged staffs, pigeons in leather trousers
11.03.2026 21:30
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Good point: chosen animals not patriotic enough. Can we scrap the badgers and have unicorns, lions wearing crowns, bears with ragged staffs, pigeons in leather trousers
Never wanted so much to be a sports commentator
Badger-baiting, but with MPs instead of badgers. Televised.
Not only am in favour of this
I move that *living* MPs be replaced, bodily, by badgers
Every book is a Choose Your Own Adventure, imo. I've always thought footnotes and endnotes induce this kind of scattered reading anyway.
Charles-Francois Grenier de Lacroix, known as Lacroix Marseille (1730?- after 1782) Vesuvius Erupting at Night Signed and dated 1761 Oil on canvas This nocturnal view depicts the drama of Neapolitan life during an eruption of Vesuvius. In the foreground fishermen load baskets onto mules, while others point at the massive eruption, which on this occasion lasted for 13 days, from 23 December 1760 to 5 January 1761. An earthquake was followed by the emission of fumes and rocks from the main crater, then by 'fire fountaining', whereby lava was shot tens of metres into the sky. The fire fountains built smaller cones, and during the following days at least seven cones appeared - all visible in this painting. Such spectacular eruptions provided evening entertainment for wealthy tourists, but devasted the local agriculture, as demonstrated by the lava flows that snake their way through the land on the southern slopes.
Charles-Francois Grenier de Lacroix, known as Lacroix Marseille (1730?- after 1782) Vesuvius Erupting at Night Signed and dated 1761 Oil on canvas This nocturnal view depicts the drama of Neapolitan life during an eruption of Vesuvius. In the foreground fishermen load baskets onto mules, while others point at the massive eruption, which on this occasion lasted for 13 days, from 23 December 1760 to 5 January 1761. An earthquake was followed by the emission of fumes and rocks from the main crater, then by 'fire fountaining', whereby lava was shot tens of metres into the sky. The fire fountains built smaller cones, and during the following days at least seven cones appeared - all visible in this painting. Such spectacular eruptions provided evening entertainment for wealthy tourists, but devasted the local agriculture, as demonstrated by the lava flows that snake their way through the land on the southern slopes.
Top bloke
Not that the desire/pressure for young women to self-examine and stamp their image everywhere hasn't *also* always made me sad.
But.
Visited a painter friend whose works included lots of self portraits when she was young, which gradually teetered off towards middle age, and now don’t exist. Instead, models, median age 20-30. I get it, completely...... but it also makes me sad.
There. I am a khotan lion, 300-600AD. Vague, I know
I can't look at Cliff's grimacing face any longer
But can't remember wot I was before 🤔
I have the same struggles with the mirror
Excellent prayer preface for a particularly syncretic church
I'll say this: sometimes, the majority read something as a brag, when it's in fact an incidental truth that reveals dysfunction.
See: public reaction to Will Self's "I read 50 books at a time" or when anyone claims they're "sapiosexual" etc.
which could well have been fronted with a "like", given his age and milieu, which changes ensuing sentence's whole relationship to truth.
It's an odd thing to pick up on, I'd say.
It's possible, wouldn't say probable-I've worked with blind and neurodiverse people who do this. But the way it's written doesn't make it at all clear that it's a *claim* on Polanski's part ("Polanski, who listens to...) rather than floating trivia or something he mentioned in passing...
very soothing and also learning some important, transferrable skills
No, I'm doing important things. Very important. Watching a full-length carnyx-making process video www.youtube.com/watch?v=mcGU...
"Gravelly" (often misspelled as gravaille)
is it?
Very, "Richard Harris, star of Harry Potter" vibes
I've got a Tencel™ dress. It makes all sorts of pompous claims about its environmental sustainability and closed-loop processes etc. It's probably greenwashing bollocks, right?
I've still had far worse human colleagues. At least this one doesn't eat hummus sandwiches in front of me
Me: Look, colleague X me an omelette
Colleague: Ahhhhh you're absolutely right. Colleague X used a slightly different method. It's not better than mine, just different. I can try that if you like?
Me: No thanks
Colleague: You're so smart. This is what makes working with you so joyful.
Me: Nor is this an omelette
Colleague: You're absolutely right to call that out. How embarrassing! I think the root of the problem is that I don't know what an omelette is. I've now looked it up, and am confident I can make an omelette.
Me: ok
Colleague: pours petrol on fire
Me: Make me a souffle omelette
Colleague: *smashes frying pan with lump hammer*
Me: this is not an omelette
Colleague: You're absolutely right to call that out. It's not an omelette. I've figured out how to make an omelette now. Shall I try again?
Me: yes
Colleague: *sets fire to kitchen*
AI generated image of a bearded man with flatcap and twin tweeds weighing what looks like thyme in a stone cottage with herbs hung from the ceiling. "Knitbone Salve Handmade. Handmade Natural Products Made In North Yorkshire
Fucking knitbone salve. Made by an AI Yorkshireman. Just what I needed. Knitbone fucking salve
Never been a better argument for gulags than these little pricks
The gum-chewing. The nonchalance.
I'm sure the women of Iran are feeling very liberated about now
