Lulu Allison

Goodnight Hookland. You are very comforting 🖤

My mum in the late sixties or early seventies. Black and white photo. She looks amazing.

My beautiful mumma, who died in January. I am still working it out. Still blessed beyond measure. I love you mum xxxxx

Oh Jesus
#thefootball

An exercise bike with a shonky, hand made ‘table’ that hooks over the handlebars and holds a lap top in place for the two-for-the-price-of-one exercise edit.

I made a table for the old exercise bike. It’s now the Editing Bike.

The octopus and the handmaid: Reform’s Epsteinian cultural agenda From Epstein’s web to Reform’s proposed raft of policy ideas, creeping misogyny now risks redefining women’s rights in Britain

westenglandbylines.co.uk/politics/hum...

"Reform policy creators are re-positioning society in ways that orientate male thinking towards a future ofj increased sexual abuse"

Claire Jones writes for West England Bylines to commemorate International Womens Day -

Perhaps if you reframe it so the one receiving what you ‘give’ is yourself? There will be others who appreciate it but I find it helps me to start there. What am I finding that I need to do today? Also I believe it is the best way to create value others will see - making something ONLY you can.

and the product of art, what results, should NEVER be a brake on the process, on the doing.

The way I see it is there's never too much art and therefore it is never not needed. The DOING of the art (whatever form) is the thing, is the expression of being a human. It's when we think of the produce that results that it gets tricky - and it does have to be thought about, but not existantially

Grey sky at morning
Shepheards boring
Grey sky at night
Shepheards trite

Maybe it's true in that the someone is you first and everyone else by extension. It's an expression of being human to make art, to decorate, to love food, to write. Being a human is necessary.

Whether units get shifted and money changes hands is a different equation.

Ooof and crumbs …
#thecricket

I’ve just sewn up the zip and added a slightly mismatched elasticated waist band to my shapeless paint and glue-spattered work trousers.
How’s your glamorous morning going?

Goodnight

I have another #buyastrangerabook day offer for you!

@gabliotecaria.bsky.social is offering to buy someone a copy of Some Body Like Me by Lucy Lapinska.

Check it out, and if it's something you'd like, let us know.

UK only

Come on the Chels! 💙

Celebrating 20 years of Independent publishing.

Bringing cracking stories to readers around the world.

And our first catalogue.

Especially when offering ‘polished deliverables’

I’ve noticed that people I disagree with politically use the word ‘ilk’ at an unusually high frequency.

ICYMI, @irishtimes.com decided to #GetKeshed today, with this magnificent review in miniature from Andrew Gallix, a critic and writer I have the highest regard for. Hell of a thing, this. Props to him for having the chops to review a 400 page novel within this kind of word limit too 😀

goodnight hookland

A good range of pens including both fine liners and sharpies.

Found a bonus stash of pens including BOTH unicorn varieties - fine liner and sharpie. This day just keeps getting better.

Hannah Spencer walking into Westminster, sucking her teeth, tutting, and muttering "tell you what, you've had some cowboys in here."

The cover of Beast, showing a textured red background with a black block-print rabbit and the title in white.

Yesterday I went to the pub and saw a young woman sitting at the bar reading Beast. When I said 'oh! you're reading my book!' she clutched it to her chest and said no, she'd bought it on a whim, that day in Waterstones. We then had a lovely chat about Beast, and other book matters. Delightful.

apparently that addled old sag balloon just did the longest fart in history 🇺🇸

He often seemed to have had a LOT of stuff he needed to get off his chest.

Book page, Embrace Fiercely the Burning World: Change is coming fast, though, on multiple fronts. Most of us begin the day now uncertain of exactly where we are. Once, we banked on knowing how to respond to all the important questions. Once, we assumed we'd be able to pass on to the next generation the skill of staying poised in worrying times. To survive what's headed our way-global climate disruption, a new pandemic, additional authoritarian governments—and to endure, we will have to stretch our imaginations. We will need to trust each other, because today, it's as if every safe place has melted into the sameness of water. We are searching for the boats we forgot to build.

Barry Lopez making me thoughtful and sad and connected again

Outwardly, always

I think I’m washing up in the kitchen where I grew up. I have a shaved head with Spokey bleached hair on top

I’ve just been sent this old found-in-a-box photo of me as a teenager.

YouTube video by Motörhead Official Motörhead – The Hammer (Official Audio)

Anyone watching the curling?
youtu.be/9P4ex4C7wtI?...

Can any Blueskyers help? I'm trying to track down Gilbert Adair's 1988 obituary of Kenneth Williams which appeared (I think) in the Sunday Correspondent (of fond memeory), or possibly Independent on Sunday.