See also: The Devil Woman Game.
I appreciate I’m asking for trouble expressing any sort of preference when it comes to farm animals, but it has to be said…
Every Friday (pretty much) for the past
300 six years, I’ve tweeted a link to a YouTube video of a musical masterpiece by The Fall, thoughtfully labelled with the hashtags #FallFriday and #waa!
This morning, this happened…
That would be Paul Hanley from out of The Fall.
In yer face, Tanita Tikaram!
Social media is/are weird.
Today marks the autumnal equinox in the northern hemisphere.
Equinox (n.): The festival of the equine-ox. The day on which the local village idiot toured their domain astride an ox.
Retweeted by Tanita Tikaram… My work on Twitter is complete.
About 20 years ago, I bought my dad a Swiss Army knife. A few months later, he saw it fall out of his pocket as he was working in the garden, but couldn’t find it in the undergrowth, despite looking many times. We often reminisced about that knife.
Last week, while digging in the garden, dad found what’s left of it:
A drop of oil should do the trick.
Floods, a pandemic, and now a comet. It’s like being back in the Middle Ages.
A little-known fact about me is that, on nights of the full moon, I turn into a dodo.
…That’s right: I’m a weredodo.