I was in primary although in juniors. I normally walked home with a friend. That day my mum & nan were waiting at the school gate to give me an enormous hug.
My mum cried at breakfast for days after when it was on the news and sobbed through Mother’s Day. It’s the first time I remember her crying
Ah this makes me a little sad because I’m picturing the little nana who lived there, gave you sugary tea and the best chocolate biscuits, slipped you money for sweets when your mum wasn’t looking.
And then the family that are now missing her (or at least that’s how the story goes in my head)
I miss 2012. Or at least the cultural, social and national optimism I felt in 2012.
I have the same issue. I found muting ‘pup’ did help but I also then miss out on 🐶 content.
A black cat with a fluffy white belly. Lying on her side atop a red blanket. The cat is presenting her belly for adoration from her loyal subjects.
A narrow gauge locomotive on a turntable. On the front of the loco are ‘L’ plates with “Bure Valley Driver Training”. In the background a man in a high viz jacket is beginning to turn the train.
I present Her Majesty, Sydney, Queen of the Floof.
And a train with L plates from my favourite heritage railway.
And my prayers that you’re fully restored without delay.
Fish fingers in the air fryer - top tier 👌🏻
In 2014, I worked an incident where a dredger near Harwich picked up an early 1800s mine and got it stuck in its suction pipes.
Fortunately, everyone ok apart from the initial panic that they were about to go boom.
Sadly I can’t find a good image but it was a very pretty ball of potential death
One of my very favourite churches for many reasons - the architecture and artistry being just one.
I’ve set the alarm. Whether my brain will actually process what the noise means at that time is another matter. There’s every possibility I hit cancel and fall back asleep before lights out
It’s the absolute epitome of the classic British line, “it could always be worse”
I had such a visceral reaction to Alex Pretti’s murder. I was distraught and restless and giving the good Lord my unfiltered thoughts.
And it was candlelight that just helped me. I don’t think I would have managed to lay down that emotion and sleep without it.
It has always brought a peace to me
I think (hope!) that even then it was unusual. I think it was a special thing because she’s blind but pleased it wouldn’t be a thing anymore
Somewhere there’s a photo of my mum from about the same year petting a lion cub at London Zoo - times have definitely changed.
It’s lovely to see everyone united about something in this age of division
I would add that having adhd procrastinated about it for a couple of months, it was predictably straightforward.
The surgery didn’t treat me as a hypochondriac, affirmed that they never minded a patient checking & simply offered me an appointment when they couldn’t find the answer in my records.
Hopefully it will cheer you a little to know your public service posting has done some good - got jabbed today for MMR because we’re uncertain if I had the whole schedule plus tetanus because I’m very overdue.
Hope you’re fully restored very soon and you’re blessed with a gap before the next bug
A black cat stretching its neck forward for chin scritches which are obligingly being provided by the human servant it’s lying on.
Sometimes I wonder this about my own camera roll and then I realise I can’t possibly have enough!
Once again, learning things from the Public (Health) Education Service that is Madeline
Once again, Madeline sending me down a hyperfixation rabbit hole about the weird features of my body.
I started with tissue paper scarring about an hour ago and ended on EDS, teeth and local anaesthesia 🎢 🎠 🐿️
Second this. It’s outstanding.
Also the audiobook version read by Rob Inglis.
The registrar at the queer wedding I went to last year had the most amazing corduroy William Morris print suit.
I was jealous - both of the suit and and the ability to pull it off.
I love weddings that have space for people to come as they are in all their glorious, joyful gaiety
But why are all the external images AI rendered?
Jigsaws are at least partly responsible for my sanity in lockdown. Especially late at night when my brain wouldn’t stop catastrophising, a jigsaw gave me what I needed to be able to sleep.
As someone who is wheat intolerant and sometime tempted into ‘bad’ choices by eating the gorgeous, super yummy pastries, you are playing an important role in public service to the gluten & wheat vulnerable.
People like me need people like you to protect us and neutralise the threat.
Thank you 🙏🏻
Was there alcohol involved?
From what I know of you from across the interweb, you can totally pull these off (I definitely could not)
For one glorious year, I opened my curtains in the morning to gaze upon this magnificent building. At a certain time of year, the sunset would hit the building just right and light the whole thing up.
You are in esteemed company - it reminded me of the injury that took down the tennis GOAT
www.bbc.co.uk/sport/tennis...
Thank you Keith for your incomparable updates
Flower of Scotland at Murrayfield - I love it (just don’t tell my nana who was fiercely anti-Scot)
We were out for a romantic meal on what happened to be Burns Night, although at the opposite end of Britain. Every time someone was served a haggis, we had it piped in within a tiny dining room. I like bagpipes… but not indoors.
