If anyone in Edinburgh fancies an 8 string ukulele (I think it's a concert size) for 60 quid please ask. Local to save on postage. We could meet somewhere and swap cash for a ukulele. Like some kind of twee drug deal.
therapist: say it with me. i do not need a clean house—
me: i do not need a clean house
therapist: —to be deserving of love
me: to be deserving of love
therapist: i do not need a clean house to be deserving of love!
me: being messy means i’m a failure and bad at being an adult
therapist: NO
To tins of beer. It is called URINE ZERO.
Why would you do this? WHY? (Apart from so people like me post it on the internet)
There was a chilly wind in Brussels today, but it still felt rather Springy.
Can't believe I've only just (this week) got around to properly listening to the original '84 release of Take On Me. It's so smooth yet fizzy that it's like drinking a Snowball cocktail at Christmas. Less desperate for your attention and dispenses with the huff and clatter.
youtu.be/liq-seNVvrM?...
A collage of four photos: - the European Commission building, with a massive bright blue banner on that says DEMOCRACY: Protect What Matters - a small sticker with a little yellow cat holding a cone of chips with a label that says 'frit kat" - a small beer called Bolleke from De Koninck Brewery - view from the best seat on the bus: second driver!
It's been a long ole day and I mostly forgot to snap familiar Brussels things. Managed a couple!
Good news for anyone outside the UK. I can now send unframed prints to the EU, US and Australia from within those countries. No customs charges, no import surprises. Just prints.
www.gailmyerscough.co.uk/prints
Remember, if you see something suspicious...
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@presentcorrect.bsky.social I was so close to you today, Shop
Missing comma 😴: '...years, others...'
Saw lots of things today, some for the first time in 15-20 years others for the first ever time.
A rare topic on which we defer! (I find his voice unbearable)
'Hang on, I didn't order that.'
Gross.
All hail Mary Bennet
Also, the majority of passengers don't know that Travel Centre means Ticket Office and Help. Just call it what it is. Lordy.
What would be a better use of time and money is better signage at Edinburgh Waverley, so that the poor staff in Passenger Assistance doesn't spend their entire day telling people it is not the ticket office. I would probably have to resign if I had to do this roughly 100 times per 8-hour shift.
Being thorough and getting the right people is important, but this can't possibly be an effective use of management time, not to mention simply pants for an applicant's morale and mental health.
I chatted to a young lad from LNER who helped me with my bag and he said it took SEVEN (7) interviews to get the job, with nearly all of them repeating the same questions and answers. Is this typical of working for a rail company?
Mary and Mr Hayward's neurodivergence is also so, so wonderful. This series is a warm and slightly (only slightly) prickly hug.
I forgot that I hadn't finished THE OTHER BENNET SISTER, so had to re-watch the end of ep8 and here I am watching ep9 and CACKLING on the train. People are staring and pulling a face, so I've had to take a break. The best* telly in so long.
*I'm saving SMALL PROPHETS, which I know I'll also love.
It doesn't help that you have gremlins (child) who pinches them.
An image of my tray table, which features: - a wee bear in a dress (She's called Dress Bear and is roughly 32 years old; she was my travelling companion before Railway Bear, who is tiny and can fit in a pocket) - Richard Coles' book THE MADNESS OF GRIEF - a tablet covered in various fun stickers - a copy of the magazine THE LEITHER.
An image of my suitcase. Enthralling
Now on the rails, and was dismayed to discover I'd forgotten my travel companion Railway Bear. Fortunately, I'd brought an extra friend out of retirement who I knew would want to see @dzyrl.bsky.social.
The bad news: we're 37 minutes into the journey and the coffee's not yet come round.
Oh, I've eleventy billion and these were all 'socklette' types to wear with converse or round the house.
Only back to Brussels, so less exciting considering the dosh and spoons required...
youtu.be/lVL-zZnD3VU?...
An image of a black cat who does not know I'm away tomorrow. It's the first time he'll be left for more than two nights.
Off away tomorrow for a week and everything is ready: bags packed, snacks prepared, flat's clean and tidy, Copper's food in neat piles on the side, gluten-free pizza in the freezer for his carer and clean sheets on the bed. There will be no scrambling to finish or find anything. Be impressed. Go on.
Scottish Cuisine: Pie in a roll.
Pic: Alex McD/bsky
This reminds me, @andanotherkate.bsky.social , I've used a couple of your short reviews on Kate Atkinson books and they have sold! I just sign them as a catch-all "-K". Ha.
