Fionnbharr Rodgers
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Fionnbharr Rodgers
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Writes, reads, writes, drinks, wanders on…
Or possibly Æ, depending on which side you’re on.
July 11, 2025 at 4:14 PM
The irony is if we’d’ve stopped the boats in 1609, we wouldn’t need to put up with this nonsense today.
July 11, 2025 at 4:11 PM
You’re just being obtuse: he leads the unionist conversation. That’s how you end up with photos like this. Even a self-described ‘moderate’ like Doug Beattie follows him down to the last letter.
April 21, 2025 at 9:36 PM
I object to that: there’s a vast spectrum of the didactic in between Autumn Journal (good) and the theatre groups you mentioned, best illustrated by the attached. I am willing to wager Autumn J. on the curriculum, with a teacher who properly understood and could communicate it would be a success.
March 31, 2025 at 4:43 PM
March 31, 2025 at 1:37 PM
Sorry, I dropped this- complete accident, I was suddenly distracted, there was a dog in here… for a second.
February 14, 2025 at 6:07 PM
Yes, that was the reference: you win the prize.
February 14, 2025 at 12:33 PM
January 24, 2025 at 12:37 AM
January 20, 2025 at 4:13 PM
RIP to a great fellow.
December 9, 2024 at 11:47 AM
POV: you’re me viewing this cheese nightmare of an exit poll.
November 29, 2024 at 10:15 PM
For Poetry Tuesday, here’s one from Rebecca Goss’ collection ‘Latch.’ #booksky
November 26, 2024 at 4:37 PM
This is you:
November 25, 2024 at 9:11 AM
The casting of Mr. Tumnus suggests Netflix are going in quite an unexpected direction for this Narnia reboot.
November 19, 2024 at 12:41 PM
Some poetry to start off the day: The Truisms, by Louis MacNeice. #booksky
November 19, 2024 at 9:29 AM
November 18, 2024 at 4:14 PM
Now I know how the cat feels when I dangle a string in front of her.
November 13, 2024 at 12:21 PM
Uncanny.
November 11, 2024 at 3:01 AM
An uncanny resemblance.
November 11, 2024 at 3:00 AM
This was literally a plot line on 30 Rock; everyone was so worried about Veep becoming reality, that no one saw this hellscape coming.
September 24, 2024 at 12:16 PM
There is only one poem about a tangerine that anyone needs and it’s this one, right here:
September 6, 2024 at 8:28 AM
A pictorial demonstration of the kind of ‘gay ornament’ to which he may be referring.
September 4, 2024 at 6:13 PM
I’ll just leave this here.
September 4, 2024 at 6:11 PM
@alastaircampbell2.bsky.social This paragraph from Louis MacNeice’s memoir ‘The Strings Are False’ chimes well with your running themes, vis-à-vis TRIP.
September 4, 2024 at 2:03 PM