Oh arse. I was going to send someone a copy of my dissertation for an upcoming podcast. Belatedly realised I don't have a copy because I wrote it on University computers when my laptop died... and never sent myself a copy.

So I arranged to work from home just to save a few bus fares as things are very tight this month... and my internet goes down. Four years I've lived here and it's never gone down before.

35 days between pay-days directly after the most expensive month of the year... this has not gone well.

Most of the Christmas food is now long gone but I'm definitely ok for pickled onions this year.

I have.

My life at the moment:
I'm in my lovely warm bed and the cat is on my lap... but I need a wee.

I saw a "shooting star" yesterday morning. Before I'd moved to Selsey I'd never seen one but since then I'm up to 4 or 5. Perhaps I just spend more time looking at the sky now.

I noticed this on my bus ride home yesterday. The sky was still fsirly light just before 5pm so they were the only objects visible.

Good luck.

Reshare if you're a #cis #male #nudist / #naturist who understands that the fight for #freeTheNipple / #toplessEquality is a #genderEquality issue, NOT related to full body #normalizeNudity of genitals (not just nipples, which men are ALREADY allowed to show in public and online) 🙃

I'd say that is more than likely.

Well that's the three big days of eating out of the way. Now we have an awful lot of cheese to get through.

Screenshot of my profile page, but with a small red and white text bubble that says "censored for the patriarchy" blocking out my heinous female nipples

To all the cis male nudists who have your entire chests visible in your profile without having to deal with bluesky labeling it as "sexually explicit nudity":

Maybe you could express solidarity with us women who have no such privilege by putting something like this on your topless pics?

Last Friday I went to see #thedamned

I met Clive from Doctor and the Medics!

Publicity shot for the show Black Doves in which perspective makes the above look possible.

Is giant Keira Knightley really going to shoot a bearded four-year-old in the head? Or will tiny homunculus Ben Whishaw thwart her aim by firing a miniscule bullet into her knee?

How about some Demis Roussos bursting out of a champagne bottle and flying around on a cork singing?

A new game for December: Gammon-geddon.
How many days can you go without hearing or reading some puce crybaby ranting that "your not even aloud to call it Christmas any more".

I didn't write any thank you notes! Sorry @drdiongeorgiou.bsky.social and @alwynturner.bsky.social, you were both great!

Watching the 80s BBC Lion, Witch and Wardrobe to be followed by The Box of Delights.

My Izzy Wizz.

I actually feel very aggrieved when my partner catches the same bus as me so I can't put my buds in.

Correction: This book is undated but the inscription is from 1924. So this is the oldest thing we own.

After various carboot sales and charity shop donations my vinyl collection is looking quite pathetic. Now that I've finally got the turntable working again it may be time to start investing again.

This book is 85 years old. That's nothing in terms of antiquity but I think it's the oldest thing we own now. I had various older items that were left behind to a former life.

I don't call myself a #naturist but I have been known to disport socially in the altogether. I bought this because it was published in the month of my birth.

I still haven't finished it.

I'm no expert but I've had a fondness for #DoctorWho since c1977. c1981 I had this book and was part way through when my brother donated it to a jumble sale. Many years later by describing the prologue to @moogthedog.bsky.social he correctly identified the book and I bought a copy.