Poppyjuice

May have a possible unassigned ticket. Will let you know Sir

Managed to get nineinchnails tickets for the whole clan.

Tumescent with excitement 😆

Best night of the year

#ofallygoodeating

A day of great solemnity and portent.

After 17 years of sweating and wresting in damp cubicles;

I NEVER HAVE TO OVERSEE A SWIMMING LESSON

EVER

AGAIN

🏊‍♂️💦🍾🥂

Sad times for the menagerie.

Ms Lemon tapped out peacefully in her sleep yesterday.

Hope you're eating unlimited peanuts in the sky, old lady.

Nicked from The On Call Room on Facebook

#soold

Always the last case of the year that tests your coronaries 😬

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Hope you've had a lovely Christmas.

But just in case.

Was very cool

Taking my littlest to his first gig tonight.

He's buzzing 😍

#Slipknot

It's time for the BMA to organise a mass defunding of the GMC.

It no longer has credibility as our regulator.

I do think we're spoiled in London Village to that end, so easy and relatively affordable for the Gremlins to get about locally by bus or tube that it's actually quite hard to convince them to learn to drive

My in laws kids elsewhere have a very different experience though, poor service and pricey

If we're serious about reducing carbon output and breaking our addiction to driving everywhere.

Hope the intention to renationalise the railways puts us in a similar position to Europe where it's cheap and easy to jump on a train rather than drive.

One of the gremlins has gone to Manchester to visit mates.

Ended up going on the coach because the train prices are so prohibitive, only a smidge less than flying there!

Given how relatively environmentally efficient they are for moving people around, they should cost buttons..

As that time of year approaches again, time for the eternal question;

What is the worst Christmas Song, and why is it Happy Xmas, War is Over?

Dear God, I'd forgotten how hard puppy training is 😵‍💫

and a huge talent drain to other countries who recognise the value of public sector staff.

Once police stop being visible or able to attend promptly, the perceived risk of undertaking crime drops, and public trust in the Police disappears.

Older experienced officers replaced with cheaper, more naïve staff, including the use of non police support staff.

Exactly what we're seeing now with the NHS, stealth pension taxes, attempts to dilute the workforce with cheaper PAs

@mrjamesob.bsky.social

Theresa May's coordinated assault in the police service has come home to roost.

By 2019 22,000 fewer officers disproportionately from the frontline services

18% real-term reduction in spending on policing

18% below inflation pay awards

Attack on pensions

Anyone got their Christmas tree up yet?

I have.

Up in the fucking loft where it belongs for another three weeks.

Sigh.

Had a good run of 19 years without it happening, but my 16y.o. just had an attempted mugging for his phone by a bunch of fuckwit roadman wannabes.

🤬🤬🤬

Stopped off on the ride home to get a bottle of red and white to put an 11 day stretch to bed.

No prizes for guessing which one cracked open in my courier bag 🤦‍♂️

I wrote this thread on Twitter in April 22.

I'm close to leaving Twitter now, but want this to come with me.

Time muddles memory, and I want this one to be archived.

I will never forgive their betrayal.

They do not deserve to even stand side by side with us who followed their rules.

Let alone lead us.

It's time for a swift, aggressively thorough, clean out of the sleaze that somehow hoodwinked us into tossing their crumbs from the table.

I want a change.

Now.

Fuck them.

I loathe them.

I'm so utterly angry today I can't even begin.

What a betrayal.

What venal, dismissive, entitled, arrogance.

All animals equal, but some laughing at their own special trough that wasn't available for us routine pigs.

It was what we were asked to do.

It was fucking horrible.

But we did it. In the knowledge we were all in it together.

No cake.

No parties.

No mutual soothing.

No party hats and quizzes and cheese and wine.

Just head down, keep moving, for the greater good.

And I moved on to look at the next person dying. Unable to stop it happening.

It was unrelenting.

I went home. I wanted the company of friends. The blissful ignorance of stupid drinks in a pub.

But we couldn't. So we didn't.

I slept, and came back to run the loop again.