matthewcr

Dwarf Fortress

Maigret Bingo a 5x5 grid with the following entries: Maigret drinks a beer It's raining Maigret grills a tramp Maigret smokes a pipe Home for dinner with Madame Maigret Moers takes some photos A mention of the stove in the office at Quai des Orfevres Drinking before noon Maigret climbs some stairs Maigret is grumpy Maigret questions a concierge Maigret mops his brown with a handkerchief A murder Maigret drinks a calvados Beer and sandwiches sent to the office from the Brasserie Dauphine It's cold Lucas / Janvier / Torrence is sent on a stakeout Maigret interrogates a sex worker Maigret tells Madame Maigret he wont be home for dinner A gun A call from a payphone in a bistro Maigret drinks a marc A gang of jewel thieves Maigret is kind It's foggy

Made a Maigret bingo card, what have I missed? 📚💙

crowhurst vibes

apparently the little saps are playing monopoly

every single boy scout and girl guide in the northern hemisphere seems to be barrelling around the west end in aid of something today

my favourite rapper

I reckon mathematical models means ogling rachel riley pics on facebook

let me scoff the Lays

The name Xi Jui came up for me

we called it tickle the bittern

@azulbuho.bsky.social @fnord2323.bsky.social any thoughts? I'm saying Arthur ftw

What would be the worst foodstuff to find a golden ticket in the packaging for?

maybe there's room for a hipster moneyball cheese xi, with the likes of Ossau-Iraty and Brillat-Savarin cutting it up as inverted wingers

Chasin' down a Hugo there (in the secondhand section)?

I was just about to guess at Larkin, even though it didn't seem fitting

Comte the manager I guess

Is it an ICBM?

ahaha

the Woolwich one involves running up that hill, yes?

"I said I see someone got you the new Ben Macintyre"

Framed 16th century oil painting showing an older man holding some papers and a large book, with a younger large bearded man standing behind him. Both subjects are looking straight at the viewer

Fond of this painting in the National Gallery - a portrait of Giovanni Agostino della Torre and his son Niccolò, by Lorenzo Lotto, not least because it looks like a Christmas day video call with your dad and your brother.

I had pretty much the same experience last year bsky.app/profile/matt...

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time
(unstressed on Polymarket: 12%);

TOO MUCH FOR HIM. A remarkable attempt is recalled which was inspired by Captain Barclay's feat of walking a thousand miles in a thousand hours. A gallant sportsman backed himself to eat a thousand sausages in a thousand hours. He laid in a supply of sausage-meat, and engaged cooks to make it up and watchmen to call him every hour of every night for six weeks. But the bout of linked sweetness was not very long drawn out. The sportsman's eyes had been much larger than his stomach, and he gave up at the third sausage.

mention of the brutal 1000 sausage challenge that followed

At least deeply unpleasant by the first night I think

At the time they thought it would kill you, but it's probably not so bad. In the wake of this though I read someone attempted to eat one sausage per hour for 1000 hours and I reckon that would be horrific

Picture of Captain RobertBarclay Allardyce 1000 guineas right now if you can Walk 1000 miles In 1000 consecutive hours Eating beefsteaks & drinking port Are you getting paid?

'I have to telephone the Forensic Institute,' Maigret said, remembering. That gave him the opportunity to have his second beer of the morning.

C'est reparti

Happy birthday!

Ducks, Newburyport