Covid fever dream.

Congrats, terrific achievement!

And a silly question: can you do yoga in a yoga? Don’t answer, I just wanted to see that written down!

To mark the anniversary I made pork meatballs in roasted passata; very excited about this.

They'd get tired after 400 genie photoshops, TBF.

I felt calmer after staring at that for a bit. Nice work, Richard.

Crabtree, my brain tells me.

The goats cheese and Espelete chilli ones are ok as well.

Congratulations, you are officially Doing It Right.

Ok, going to perform a safety check.

Yakitori? ✅
Sel et Vinagre? ✅

Very good, you may proceed. All other flavours are unnecessary.

It’s giving late Victorian serial killer.

Robbie Gibb’s malign influence.

I appreciate this might be too on the nose given current events; in fairness I didn't know how bad things would get when I first started writing it.

But it's 95,000 words, called The Star and the Pincer - and I think it's got some interest. Anchored by a strong female character and lots of action.

He can't apologise. I loathe the bloke and everything he stands for but if he does apologise, every single interview, every political interaction is: "But you're a racist so ..."

You seem to imagine it's 2017 and not 2025. Your view is out of date. We're in an existential crisis. Time to grasp that.

In the words of Margin Call's John Tuld.

Fight Club as a harbinger of an angry class of white men who are nihilistically smashing up everything looks depressingly prophetic. If only we weren't all stuck in the basement with them.