How come one day I look in the mirror and there are no chin hairs and the next day I look in the same mirror and there are like eight and they’re all about a centimetre long

Omg SAME

Omg SAME

Vivid memories of that exact one in the kitchen cupboard when I was kid. Entirely unused, except for the little poaching pods occasionally making it into the paddling pool in the summer

I was worried you were going to say that. I think it calls for a video tutorial

Ok but you can’t post that and not say what the trick is

QTWTAI “fucking obviously yes, Jesus fucking Christ”

Right, will text you about this but I’d really love to

Excellent point. When can I do that please?

Pondering which is the last circle of hell - Platform 14 of Manchester Piccadilly station, or Terminal 3 of Manchester Airport

Bad news After 36 years, the garage fridge finally died. Been through a lot together. Outlasted 3 trucks, 2 wives. Went out quiet, like a cowboy. Must've kept 10,000 beers cold. Thinking about giving it a proper funeral

"Must've kept 10,000 beers cold"

Checking three different weather apps for the forecast for my forthcoming holiday and choosing to believe the most optimistic one

Surely that’s par for the course. I am fascinated by the existence of a type of woman who clearly despises kids yet insists on working with them, often in a volunteer role. You just don’t have to do it! Kids are annoying as fuck, this is why I’m not a Brown Owl!

Unrelated to the question but my finest hour: I was asked to leave Brownies because I told Brown Owl to fuck off.

Everyone slept from then until just before 7am. Feeling like a goddamn parenting rock star right now ngl

I actually think they might be asleep. Can hardly to dare to believe it’s true. I’ll be on high alert all night

23:39. I think - do I dare to hope - they’re all asleep???

But what time will the first one wake? How many hours of sleep can we realistically hope for?

Sit rep. 22:05. No one has yet been driven home. Two children so far have cried (one of them mine). No one has yet shut the fuck up. No one is asleep.

I will check more of them out!

It reminded me a bit of Green Grass of Tunnel by Múm. Similarly dreamy and trippy. Like floating down a lemonade river on a candy floss cloud

Me too. I want a whole playlist that captures that feeling

Well that was absolutely gorgeous. So light and dreamy and trippy, percussion like bubbles popping all around your head. Loved it

Given what a fucking exquisite recommendation the second one is, I’m going to listen to the first immediately

Hosting my first ever sleepover tonight. Seven 9 year olds. Shall we run a book on what time I’ll be driving the first one home? How soon someone starts crying? What time the last one shuts the fuck up and goes to sleep?

If you see this, post a picture of someone who is all mouth and no trousers

If you see this, post a picture of someone who is all mouth and no trousers

If tram stops count, then how about Anchorage, on the Eccles line of the Manchester metrolink, which serves some bland generic flats near Salford Quays

One of my finest moments ngl

This thread has reminded me that some friends and I used to refer to a particularly vapid poststructuralist academic in our department as “all Foucault and no knickers”

it’s true that overall likes are way down on bluesky over the past year. however, if you look closely at the data, that’s mostly an anomaly resulting from the fact that your posts specifically have gotten worse and are dragging the vibe down.