Ian Walker

I love that entire LP.

Perfect Skin being played in the village Co-op.
Cheekbones like geometry.

Strikes me the moral of this tweet
Must be: there never has been one

Lovejoy's back but will it be 'huge' for tourism in Suffolk and Essex? See-Saw Films is poised to remake the BBC show about a loveable rogue antiques dealer.

Death to fake Lovejoy
www.bbc.co.uk/news/article...

I’m no art historian, but I think they’re all pretty rare.

Can’t see something like this without immediately thinking of Rob J Madin/ Brett Domino’s “Dry Fly Dreams” - full version is best but this gives you the idea… youtu.be/HKlEfWToXhU?...

I go on a silly little walk to… Wanstead Flats On new sun and old shadows

Apologies but I have been at it again - it being, walking about, having thoughts about the walking about.

sillylittlewalk.substack.com/p/i-go-on-a-...

I didn’t know Pynchon wrote for the FT.

Blimey, Trout & Salmon.

I never argue with her. Also, I’ve never watched Call The Midwife

The BBC website doesn’t say who took this brilliant photograph.

I don’t think it is ending. I think they are creating a Call The Midwife cinematic universe.

I think my mum just blamed the EU for Call The Midwife ending.

EasyJet, twinned with Crippled Inside.

Who was that masked man?

Undoing irritating and over-designed new-ish Apple desktop features.

Again.

Excellent. Thanks.

50p?

A dad who likes only one film with subtitles and it's Das Boot.

Though he was a submariner for 22 years, so he was a prime candidate

A very precise description of my dad.

Hi, surrogate generic dad figure.

The village charity shop has transformed me into my dad. Well, maybe not my dad. Somebody’s dad.

I’m always missing England when it is nice.

My LAX/LHR flight y’day, filled up in the days before departure with people (mostly retirees) coming back from late winter hols in SE Asia/Aus & who had to return the long way round, across the Pacific.
I sat next to a retired couple from E Grinstead. Been to a wedding in Melbourne. Nice people.

Today’s unconvincing English spring.

Tales of the Suburbs by John Grindrod review – queer goings on behind the curtains From ‘gaybours’ to treasure hunts in Tunbridge Wells, a tragicomic history of LGBTQ life outside the big city

www.theguardian.com/books/2026/m...

Hurting, hurtling, whatever.

I’m at the ‘trying to feel in control of having to fly thousands of miles (yet again) by downloading all sorts of content to various gadets’ pre-flight preparation phase.

Of course I might want to listen to Cliff Richard while i’m hurting through the sky somewhere over Greenland. .

But i still like reading and pop music

Same. Failed the lot