Clotilde

I only had an imaginary dog (Honey) and an imaginary dragon (Grenth).

You have a point. Now that the slugs don't have to navigate the maze of dirty dishes, they can glide merrily all over the clean ones.

I enjoyed The Tainted Cup, but enjoyed the sequel considerably more.

There is a trail of slug slime on the washing up brush in the dish drainer by the kitchen sink and now I can never leave clean dishes to dry overnight ever again.

I've started going to the gym and lifting weights before work and I'm very sorry to have to say that I now sleep better, have more energy and am generally feeling pretty good and that all those annoying fitness people were actually telling the truth.

A flow-chart guiding my household through the times when it's appropriate to leave their dishes by the sink. The final options are "You should NOT leave your dishes here. Hand wash them instead", " "You should NOT leave your dishes here. Put them in the dishwasher and turn it on if it is full" and "OK, you can leave your dishes here for someone else to clean. See if you can do something to help them out later today".

I cracked and made a passive aggressive flow chart to put on that bit of worksurface next to the kitchen sink where everyone leaves their dirty dishes.

My stepmother lives near Empúries, where there are the remains of a fish sauce factory (along with other fascinating ancient ruins) and when I visited I got ridiculously excited about the fish sauce.

My reading for the month ahead will now mostly consist of Sayers and Eliot

Tawny owl

Six weeks ago, I picked up a year-old tawny owl with a broken leg off the main road near our home and dropped him off at our nearest vet.

After a few days, I received one of the most bizarre phone calls I’ve ever had, asking “So when are you coming to pick up your owl?” 🧵

We've been having difficult and sad day at work today, but this is wonderful, hopeful, news.

A beautiful morning swim. Listen to the birdsong and the actual, literal wind in the willows.

I'm doing something I've wanted to do since I was little, and am on my way to my very first Irish language class.

I, too, have held firm, but am wearing my very warm socks, have a hot water bottle tied around my waist, and am under a heated throw with a hot drink while browsing slippers online.

London’s Trans Pride March Just Shattered Its Turnout Record Organizers say it was the largest transgender rights march in the world.

Reminder that 100,000 people marched for Trans Pride in London earlier this year, but because they weren't violent fascists, there was minimal press coverage, unlike the Nazis today.

https://www.them.us/story/london-trans-pride-march-turnout-record-uk-transphobia

I attended a talk he gave when I was at school in Belfast and was utterly inspirational, and one of the main reasons I became a lawyer, only to discover what a rarity he was.

Above colourful buildings is a rainbow in a dark grey sky.

I snapped this quickly earlier, and it seems a good thing to post while things are grim.

the very hungry caterpillar superimposed on an illustration of gregor samsa from the metamorphosis as a beetle

one morning, when gregor samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a very hungry caterpillar

I swam for 30 minutes before work this morning with my earbuds in their case tucked into my swimsuit. The earbuds are still working. I suspect that the charging case isn't.

Babe, new candidate for "most unfathomable spatial comparison" just dropped.

Portrait of Gregory XIII by Lavinia Fontana – an old man in a posh chair, wearing white robes with a red velvet hat and cloak holds a piece of paper and a handkerchief, and looks out of the painting at us. He does not look like the life and soul of the party

Today is the 273rd anniversary of 2 September 1752, which is significant because it was followed by 14th September. Yes, this was the day we finally changed to the Gregorian calendar, 170 years after Gregory XIII suggested it – and the legend says we rioted about it, wanting ‘our 11 days’ back...

I made a super-healthy green goddess dressing today by blending silken tofu with vast quantities of herbs and adding garlic, lemon juice, EVOO, salt, pepper and nutritional yeast. My lunch was glorious. An absolute star of my accidentally vegan repertoire.

That is one great shirt!

And I, too, would like the hotel to get back to being a hotel for tourists, but that's because I'd like the people living there to have their claims sorted out and be able to get on with their lives.

My daughter walks past "one of these hotels" most days - it's next to the convenience shop. The people living there are our neighbours, the same kids who are in her class at school, the same adults who are waiting in the playground, or in the queue to buy milk at the shop next door.

being Prime Minister seems quite stressful, so it must be a relief for Nigel Farage that he gets to run the country without bothering

Yeah. I am a bit torn because he's being platformed pretty uncritically, but if he has to keep actually challenging racism instead of saying things that sound nice but are full of dog whistles, that would be good.

The local press asked for a quote from the flag organiser who took the opportunity to get a photo-op up a ladder cleaning up the graffiti and talking about the importance of keeping communities safe.

I just signed up for Irish lessons and am excited but nervous. This is something I've wanted to do since I was little, but never really had the opportunity.