This week's earworms
I can't be the only one who finds myself with music going round in my head to reflect my mood, my subconscious concerns? Sometimes my head music takes me by surprise by how it knows what I'm thinking before I realise it. This week I have
It's brown
...which is just a darker shade of beige.
This year's It Colour is "Mocha Mousse." Already we see it appearing everywhere.
A few years ago white was de rigeur in all modern interiors. Which looked beautiful (if, in my view, dull) until it was covered with
Goodbye Meta (well, as much as possible)
In the end I went with my gut instinct.
You'll know how I switched from Twitter to Bluesky fairly early but kept my Twitter account because of friends I'd made there and because I was running my Samaritans Branch Twitter feed and because my LibDem candidacies
Please don't throw sticks for my dog
"Who has been throwing things for this dog?"
My gundog trainer friend knew, immediately. Cringing with embarassment I stammered something about lots of visitors over Christmas but I knew exactly what had happened. It had taken one weekend, one walk by the seaside to ruin my dog'
An owl
I was delighted to see an owl sitting in the road on my way back from Norfolk on Sunday evening. I think it was a tawny owl but I'm not sure. This picture is not mine. At first I thought the thing in the middle of the tiny
A picnic in Waitrose
Those supermarket self-checkouts: I used them all the time. They're quick and efficient, except when they get stuck with an unidentifiable item and you need an actual person to help, and you don't have to talk to anyone. An introvert's dream.
But then
