endlessyesterday.bsky.social
Tales from the streets, 1970s children’s lit, rag-rugging, canal cruising, crushing the patriarchy and other diversions
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Life goals - do one thing, and do it to sublime levels of perfection (she says planning a day combining cooking and gardening with mending, painting and writing in a manner that can only be described as ‘slap dash’)
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And they trap beetles inside the flowers and do complex stuff with stamens and carpels to makes sure they don’t self pollinate. Beautiful and canny; sad that their name is mostly associated with off-white paint!
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My favourite magnolia fact is that they are so ancient - contemporaneous with dinosaurs so about 95 million years old - that they precede bees and even now are still pollinated by beetles
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So long as no-one says 'feisty' which makes me stabby, as it usually means 'displaying a level of courage and spirit which would go unremarked in a man, isn't that adorable?'.
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My absolute role model! After seeing The Quare Fellow directed by her in 2004, am in awe of her talent, as well as the zero-fuck’s given attitude.
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Read the ALT text. Perfection. No notes.
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Also the line 'knocking them all up out of their graves' made me think of Stanley Spencer's Resurrection paintings, which added a whole new (and wholly enjoyable) dimension
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Lamb in kitchen; tiger in bedroom!
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I've always found #RachelMaddow offers clear, focussed and fascinating insights into what is really going on in the US, and perhaps most important of all, with her clear love of her country and its people, and sincere belief in the best both can be, she also brings hope.
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On another note, the graveyard scene is fabulous, and para imagining day of resurrection with the dead 'mousing around' for their 'liver and his lights' and searching for their 'old rusty pumps' ends with 'Twelve grammes one pennyweight. Troy measure.' Aha!
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Never yet met an archive I didn’t like, and this one is also accessible by public transport…
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It’s got David Lynch’s fingerprints all over it
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Hate everything about ChatGPT, except that when you say it in French, it sounds like 'Chat, j'ai pété', which means 'Cat, I farted' – (so basically, an everyday story of rural life).
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A divorce is trophy wife + asset depreciation
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Christ, people will nick anything!
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The leather-lunged lad from the valleys - love him!
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I think you'll find that the alphabet has more convincing characters
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Current theory on Ulysses - Part I is a test to see if you’ve got the stamina to get through it. Part II lulls you into a false sense of security. I am trying not to think about Part III…
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Easiest of the reads so far - a singular point of view and linear narrative. Awful lot of offal!
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So worthy of celebration! Your analysis is interesting to me as a neurodivergent (dyspraxia) with familiar triggers, apart from big social occasions (which I love). I've also found the new availability of low/no-alcohol drinks has been a gamechanger; it turns out my brain is quite easily fooled!
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A disturbing image – and a career high for some lowly sub-editor who must have basked in the triumph of getting it past the desk for many years
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A project to be handled with extreme care - who would direct? (She had a passion for people who did things well)
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They’ve been in my head since the 1970s, heard in a room in Reading Town Hall, the speaker being a man with a beard taking part in an evening of poetry and prose. One day in and this book has spooked me!
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Christmas 2017 - as I remember, this was the ‘great quantities of cheap brandy’ year
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I'm not on Facebook, so will post here instead.
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The revelation of this first reading was the discovery that it was not Dylan Thomas who described the sea as 'snotgreen' and 'scrotumtightening'. Never seen it written but heard the words at a recital many years ago. Still sounds like Thomas to me - maybe a Celtic thing?