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Enough, already!
I tried to save your young life in a Gaza hospital. Now your face haunts me | Seema Jilani
24.01.2025 08:27 — 👍 192 🔁 58 💬 5 📌 3
The censorship algorithm on Twitter reduced our audience by roughly 95%, and seriously, who does that to a wildlife biology & advocacy group ?
So we moved 😇 over here to BlueSky
If you could, please help us regain our following
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Together we can change the world.
Arguably the most beautiful jali screen in the world: Sidi Saiyyed Mosque, 1573-3, Ahmedabad
08.12.2024 11:17 — 👍 304 🔁 46 💬 11 📌 10
Does HS2 have a future?
And why does that question hinge on an unseen government document and a sugar mill in Nottinghamshire?
Last time I wrote about HS2, I mentioned there was a government document that had turned my sense of what to do with HS2 on its head
Time to stop teasing. Here it is
assets.publishing.service.gov.uk/government/u...
And this is what it says, in a picture (plus my thoughts)
But you need context
This is wearing well
27.11.2024 08:41 — 👍 0 🔁 0 💬 0 📌 0
First Date We’d so much in common, that was clear from the start: a marriage of souls, like de Beauvoir and Sartre. The connection was instant, almost irrational: simply simpatico, fully compatible. You confessed you loved winter, north Yorkshire, and cats. ‘Me, too!’ I responded. ‘How amazing is that?’ You were wild about Wharton: you loved Ethan Frome. ‘His best,’ I said, thinking I’d read him when home. You praised a revival of Pinter’s Dumb Waiter. I nodded along. I should google that later. The discussion then turned to things that you hated: Pulp Fiction, you thought, was quite over-rated. ‘You make some good points,’ I eventually said. I could always hide that poster under my bed. You spoke of a loathing of poetry that rhymed and I said yes, that stuff’s awful. Brian Bilston
Today’s poem is called ‘First Date’.
22.11.2024 09:06 — 👍 767 🔁 139 💬 28 📌 20
An illustration from 'Where the Wild Things Are' by Maurice Sendak, showing the Wild Things swinging through the trees.
Two little girls, swinging from a bar, like Wild Things!
My girls, adopted from foster care, arrived with few possessions, apart from a box of books they'd each been given by @Booktrust. These books, read together, became our first shared memories. Spread the joy of reading by donating this Christmas:
www.booktrust.org.uk/xmas
