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Writer and audio drama producer living in a cave in Turkey so you don't have to. Hickson in the streets, Rutherford in the sheets.
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I really regret buying a Sad Daddy scrub thing. The regular Scrub Daddy looked too happy to be where he was, it felt like abuse. But the Sad Daddy has turned washing up, already a rubbish experience, into a poignant and slightly distressing one. Especially when air fryers are involved.

I’m the same age as this author; had a baby in my early 40s (which cost me one career)… and yet somehow it’s clear to me that my freedom is not something to be bartered with at the expense of the freedom of others? That none of us is free if one of us is unfree? That we’re all deeply interconnected?

I have just had occasion to buy four stamps. It's been a while but the shock was profound. Propose we change the test of politician's grasp on reality to 'how much is a book of four 1st class stamps?" they will never guess.

Still never understood why the photos from this block 9, 10 & 11 are so....fizzy. Nightmare uploading jpegs to the official site that didn't look like Channel 5 screenshots.

Victim of the most amazing drive-by yesterday. Took a friend to the physio. While working on her he said to me "You've lost some weight.... Mostly muscle tone in the arms."

They've rearranged Stansted M&S into such chaos that they've a guy whose job it is to explain the only drink in the meal deal is orange squash and whatever you've got is not a snack.

Schrödinger: It's an elegant thought experiment because until you open the box there is no way of knowing-- Box: Meow. Schrödinger: Fuck.

İt's only a matter of time before Ajet get busted for abusing the magic door at Sabiha Gökçen to run flights with 1hr connections.

Builder has worked out what's causing the leak from the Hotel Of My Enemy into my caves and will be going in with a repair crew as he doesn't trust the hotel to fix it properly. İt'll cost me money but, "if you pay for the whistle, you get to play it".

This is a hell of a thing to read.

Home looks at its prettiest from the transfer bus leaving it....

Rummaging around in my archives, here's one of those brill bits that (ironically) risks being lost to time - But here it is, Craig Ferguson's Doctor Who cold open, with a timeless summation of the show and its importance (you'll catch it when you hear it)...

Asian Star Radio's Breakfast Guy has linked Madeline McCann to the missing Malaysian Airlines flight and i'm hanging off every word.

She is my all.

Stopped off in the middle of nowhere for soup and next to the car park are the most beautiful Roman Baths

Tickets still available to see the star of #DoctorWho The Reality War @themindrobber.bsky.social discuss The Dalek İnvasion Of Earth at @riversidelondon.bsky.social on June 14th. Gavin will be doing photos (£50 eyecontact, £100 smiling) riversidestudios.co.uk/see-and-do/d...

Hotel Cat is SO pregnant.

Cafe had the best cat. Lost 3 games of backgammon (not to the cat)

Still time to send in a talk to #DoctorWho #TargetBookClub as I've not checked my emails yet. Without YOUR talk we may end early. Or watch The Krotons.

Stunning restoration of Tokat's Gök Medrese. They proudly show off the work of local textile workers on the gates

İt's Kurban Bayram next week and just as you can buy your Xmas Tree off the back of a truck, here you can buy your goat.

There are historic things under the floor of my hotel room and they light up

Cat Lady (not me) feeding street cats outside an old caravanserai

Having tea somewhere ridiculous, with an actual planned indoor water feature

"Death In White Pyjamas" by John Bude. The 'actors go to a country house, bloodbath ensues' genre. Beautifully fun writing at the start. #BritishLibraryCrimeClassics

They kept an uneasy peace on the terrace until I fed them

The rains have come

Sparking joy but it’s just me, lighting fire to the houses of my enemies

The Tourist Office just rang. My plaque is ready. I've never owned a plaque before. İt had better have gold letters on it.

Tired Old Gent greets me with a remarkable combination Mew-Yawn-Hiss. I feed him. He's still angry.

You could spend the day speculating about whether a Tetrap will marry an Ergon in tomorrow's #DoctorWho.... Or you could send a pitch in to #TargetBookClub

Found the other half of the new bed. This is how my enemy plans I will leave the village

So. I thought this was a jar of spicy pasta sauce. No. İt was a jar of red hot chilli sauce. I used half a jar to make dinner last night. Knives. Knives of fire.

Just up the road is a castle. As a result Google now asks how my visit was every time I nip to the shops.