Jac Magpie

Sending all the manifests. Best of luck!

A bit embarrassed by how much I enjoyed episode 1 of A Woman of Substance. It's such fluff, but quite what I needed this evening.

I'm sorry you're dealing with this, but you're awesome for following your gut and speaking out. I once had a pulmonary embolism diagnosed as 'a bit of a cold' so there you go. Wishing your mam a very speedy recovery and big hugs to you x

Yes, I am also in that union.

How does one say "With fucking bells on" in Spanish?

Oh how lovely is that?

Just when I wanted to scream a succession of four letter words into the void, I came here and remembered the loveliness of #wildflowerhour.

Thank you x

It was glorious. The woods have already got that slight smell of garlic about them and so much is budding. I adore this time of year, even if we could suddenly find ourselves plunged back into winter.

Wow, uncanny. That is EXACTLY like me at the gym.

A bank of snowdrops with Bothwell Castle (14th century redstone castle with round towers) in the sunshine.

Spring is coming, the mallards are shagging and the trees are festooned with dog shit bags once more*, oh joyous day.

*not pictured.

Having two teenage boys, I am laughing too hard at Chef Boyardeeznuts.

Fantastic.

He's got goat eyes. He gives me the willies.

We had a blackbird singing in the pissing, freezing rain this morning. Absolutely beautiful to hear.

That's a gorgeous pic.

Oh no! Get well soon x

That's a lovely pic.

Display an album that was important to you when you were nineteen.

God, this was a tremendous album. Staggeringly good.

Absolute belter of an album, that.

It's a delight. I'm being good and only watching one a night.

What a great photo. I am yearning for a good stomp.

It's beautiful 😍

Live, laugh, toaster bath.

Sorry, Verstappen and Norris are running a little late.

Rugby went well, then. 😵‍💫😨😖😫

Goals.

Oh Saskia, I am so very sorry. Sending you much love.

Knackered just reading that. I got my rubber stretchy band thing caught in the weights of a machine (don't ask!) and had to get one of the PTs the rescue me (and the machine). Mortifying.

When I was last in hospital the elderly lady next to me was talking in her sleep and seemed to be having a somewhat arousing dream about someone called Frank. Which was somewhat bizarre. Rest up lovely xx