Miranda Keeling
@mirandakeeling.com
Author. Actor. Observer of everyday life.
https://www.mirandakeeling.com
Buy my new book: https://geni.us/ThePlaceImin
Buy my first book: https://tinyurl.com/ycz2hc94
Listen to my podcast: https://StoppingToNotice.lnk.to/podcastho
https://www.mirandakeeling.com
Buy my new book: https://geni.us/ThePlaceImin
Buy my first book: https://tinyurl.com/ycz2hc94
Listen to my podcast: https://StoppingToNotice.lnk.to/podcastho
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Miranda Keeling
@mirandakeeling.com
· Aug 10
I wrote a book! And I promise you'll love it 🤩
Here's what Philip Pullman says about it: 'This book is lovely - Miranda's observations are as sharp as ever, and in a strange way they seem to sharpen my own.'
Buy your copy here: geni.us/ThePlaceImin ❤️
Here's what Philip Pullman says about it: 'This book is lovely - Miranda's observations are as sharp as ever, and in a strange way they seem to sharpen my own.'
Buy your copy here: geni.us/ThePlaceImin ❤️
A man pushes a tiny, very vocal baby in a pram.
Baby: Eeee, eeee, wee, ayeeee.
Dad: Really?
Baby: Eeee, wee, ppfffffkah!
Dad (smiling): Wow.
Baby: Eeee, eeee, wee, ayeeee.
Dad: Really?
Baby: Eeee, wee, ppfffffkah!
Dad (smiling): Wow.
November 27, 2025 at 8:43 PM
A man pushes a tiny, very vocal baby in a pram.
Baby: Eeee, eeee, wee, ayeeee.
Dad: Really?
Baby: Eeee, wee, ppfffffkah!
Dad (smiling): Wow.
Baby: Eeee, eeee, wee, ayeeee.
Dad: Really?
Baby: Eeee, wee, ppfffffkah!
Dad (smiling): Wow.
I've just managed, whilst writing a shopping list, to completely cover myself in (bright pink) felt-tipped pen. I'm such a rubbish grown-up.
November 27, 2025 at 8:42 PM
I've just managed, whilst writing a shopping list, to completely cover myself in (bright pink) felt-tipped pen. I'm such a rubbish grown-up.
I love it when I happen to glance at a stranger's face, just as a happy thought has surprised them into a secret smile.
November 27, 2025 at 8:41 PM
I love it when I happen to glance at a stranger's face, just as a happy thought has surprised them into a secret smile.
Woman in a shop (pointing at my nails): Blue nails. Nice.
Me: Thanks.
Woman: I never paint mine that colour. The 'corpse fingers' look doesn't suit me.
Me: Thanks.
Woman: I never paint mine that colour. The 'corpse fingers' look doesn't suit me.
November 27, 2025 at 8:37 PM
Woman in a shop (pointing at my nails): Blue nails. Nice.
Me: Thanks.
Woman: I never paint mine that colour. The 'corpse fingers' look doesn't suit me.
Me: Thanks.
Woman: I never paint mine that colour. The 'corpse fingers' look doesn't suit me.
I have just watched my cat, with great concentration, hunt down and kill a grape from my salad.
November 27, 2025 at 8:35 PM
I have just watched my cat, with great concentration, hunt down and kill a grape from my salad.
I'm fed up with 'to do lists'. Tomorrow I plan to compile a 'to don't list'.
November 27, 2025 at 8:35 PM
I'm fed up with 'to do lists'. Tomorrow I plan to compile a 'to don't list'.
A man waiting outside a train station with a large luxury box of chocolates, suddenly rips it open and begins eating them with a defiant air.
November 26, 2025 at 9:56 PM
A man waiting outside a train station with a large luxury box of chocolates, suddenly rips it open and begins eating them with a defiant air.
That last one was a joke, not an observation. I don't do that. But maybe I should...
November 26, 2025 at 9:52 PM
That last one was a joke, not an observation. I don't do that. But maybe I should...
Convince colleagues you're a superhero by always rushing into a phone box in a cape and tights to change into your work clothes.
November 26, 2025 at 9:51 PM
Convince colleagues you're a superhero by always rushing into a phone box in a cape and tights to change into your work clothes.
A man in a brown velvet suit, and with billowing clouds of white hair, irritatedly wraps a pink paisley scarf around his neck against the cold.
November 26, 2025 at 9:50 PM
A man in a brown velvet suit, and with billowing clouds of white hair, irritatedly wraps a pink paisley scarf around his neck against the cold.
A woman on the bus is actually wearing a duvet instead of a coat.
November 26, 2025 at 9:50 PM
A woman on the bus is actually wearing a duvet instead of a coat.
Woman on a mobile: Wanna hang out? No? Oh, ok. Yeah that's cool. I can entertain myself. I've got to go buy some bamboo-coloured wool anyway.
November 26, 2025 at 9:49 PM
Woman on a mobile: Wanna hang out? No? Oh, ok. Yeah that's cool. I can entertain myself. I've got to go buy some bamboo-coloured wool anyway.
A man on the Tube talks and laughs into his phone. The phone reception drops. He continues. He laughs even louder. He says, ‘You can’t hear me now, but I’m still here.’
November 26, 2025 at 3:00 PM
A man on the Tube talks and laughs into his phone. The phone reception drops. He continues. He laughs even louder. He says, ‘You can’t hear me now, but I’m still here.’
A woman walks down the escalator. She wears a gold coat and gold flared leggings. Her pale pink hair is swept up into many victory rolls. She is rocking 70s android chic. Or she is a 70s android trying to fit in.
November 26, 2025 at 2:59 PM
A woman walks down the escalator. She wears a gold coat and gold flared leggings. Her pale pink hair is swept up into many victory rolls. She is rocking 70s android chic. Or she is a 70s android trying to fit in.
In white chalk on the grey pavement near Euston have been written these words: Letting go was my first step to peace.
November 26, 2025 at 2:49 PM
In white chalk on the grey pavement near Euston have been written these words: Letting go was my first step to peace.
A man heads to a window seat in a pub. He puts his pint on the table. He takes off his bicycle helmet and places it beside the drink. He sits down. He opens his bag and gets out a book. He turns to a page. He takes a sip of his pint. His shoulders relax.
November 26, 2025 at 12:22 PM
A man heads to a window seat in a pub. He puts his pint on the table. He takes off his bicycle helmet and places it beside the drink. He sits down. He opens his bag and gets out a book. He turns to a page. He takes a sip of his pint. His shoulders relax.
A man next to me at the traffic lights sings ‘Gonna be gonna be green’ to a well known K-Pop Demon Hunters tune, and to the delight of my 7-year-old.
November 26, 2025 at 12:09 PM
A man next to me at the traffic lights sings ‘Gonna be gonna be green’ to a well known K-Pop Demon Hunters tune, and to the delight of my 7-year-old.
A little girl with ginger hair waits at traffic lights, the wind making a shape like the top of a bubble tea cup with her silver skirt.
November 26, 2025 at 12:07 PM
A little girl with ginger hair waits at traffic lights, the wind making a shape like the top of a bubble tea cup with her silver skirt.
I love a pun. It’s one of the things I miss about old-days Twitter.
November 26, 2025 at 10:07 AM
I love a pun. It’s one of the things I miss about old-days Twitter.
The announcements on this train are so impossible to hear we can only hope they are not warning us of a zombie apocalypse.
November 26, 2025 at 10:06 AM
The announcements on this train are so impossible to hear we can only hope they are not warning us of a zombie apocalypse.
Man from the security team walking through the train: I’m here to help. But if you do approach me I might tell you a dad joke.
A woman nearby laughs.
Man: Ok, you seem like a good audience. Everyone forgets about the other reindeer. But she’s in the song: ‘Olive the other reindeer…’
A woman nearby laughs.
Man: Ok, you seem like a good audience. Everyone forgets about the other reindeer. But she’s in the song: ‘Olive the other reindeer…’
November 26, 2025 at 10:03 AM
Man from the security team walking through the train: I’m here to help. But if you do approach me I might tell you a dad joke.
A woman nearby laughs.
Man: Ok, you seem like a good audience. Everyone forgets about the other reindeer. But she’s in the song: ‘Olive the other reindeer…’
A woman nearby laughs.
Man: Ok, you seem like a good audience. Everyone forgets about the other reindeer. But she’s in the song: ‘Olive the other reindeer…’
Two women chat as they wait for a delayed train at Durham Station. They warm their hands with take-away coffees. They have each others’ full attention. Whatever they are talking about is juicy.
November 26, 2025 at 9:40 AM
Two women chat as they wait for a delayed train at Durham Station. They warm their hands with take-away coffees. They have each others’ full attention. Whatever they are talking about is juicy.
Man answering his phone: Hello. If you see a guy called Daryl, tell him
I’ve gone to the other side.
I’ve gone to the other side.
November 26, 2025 at 9:36 AM
Man answering his phone: Hello. If you see a guy called Daryl, tell him
I’ve gone to the other side.
I’ve gone to the other side.
Frost still coats the surfaces at Durham Station, battling against the winter sun.
November 26, 2025 at 9:33 AM
Frost still coats the surfaces at Durham Station, battling against the winter sun.
Man near Durham Station: Know any good chat up lines now we’re old men?
His friend: There may be snow on the roof but there’s fire in the furnace.
Man: Oh God that’s bad.
His friend: There may be snow on the roof but there’s fire in the furnace.
Man: Oh God that’s bad.
November 26, 2025 at 9:31 AM
Man near Durham Station: Know any good chat up lines now we’re old men?
His friend: There may be snow on the roof but there’s fire in the furnace.
Man: Oh God that’s bad.
His friend: There may be snow on the roof but there’s fire in the furnace.
Man: Oh God that’s bad.