George Morley
georgeisediting.bsky.social
George Morley
@georgeisediting.bsky.social
George as in The Famous Five. Books, nice dinners, flowers, cats and rage against the state of things. Erstwhile publishing person.
Maybe, yes. But if it's good studio work I'd happily find it a space. Apparently the buyer suspected it was Perugino but is having tests done to be sure.
November 24, 2025 at 12:42 PM
Bargain! Looks almost affordable.
November 24, 2025 at 9:06 AM
Yes. My second time also.
November 21, 2025 at 1:19 PM
Was on jury service in the autumn. Appalled by the chaos. Individual court officers lovely, but the faffing around and time wasted ...
November 21, 2025 at 8:31 AM
One of the first things I acquired as an infant editor was the paperback rights in Annette Kobak's wonderful biography of Isabelle Eberhardt. Fascinating woman.
November 21, 2025 at 7:28 AM
Hello Chris! I confess I rather pine for an en suite ...
November 19, 2025 at 9:58 PM
Adult, or en suite?
November 19, 2025 at 8:50 PM
Also chicken - the leftovers from Sunday's roast repurposed as poulet à la crème with riz gras, cooked in the carcass stock I made on Monday. Peas. Wine!
November 19, 2025 at 6:00 PM
Hard agree. I've been a Labour voter, and occasional member, for fifty years and I was so full
of - admittedly cautious - hope when they won. It was only last year ffs.
November 19, 2025 at 12:50 PM
It is one of the most depressing things in a year already full of depressing things.
November 19, 2025 at 12:43 PM
Was briefly snowing in Balham. Back to icy rain now though.
November 19, 2025 at 10:34 AM
Quiet, Piggy.
November 18, 2025 at 9:43 PM
They are jolly good!
November 17, 2025 at 11:41 PM
Fishcakes (from Moxon's), broccoli.
November 17, 2025 at 5:44 PM
It is to breakfast television what The West Wing is to the White House. I love it.
November 17, 2025 at 1:50 PM
Wow!
November 17, 2025 at 1:06 PM
It is a fucking disgrace
November 17, 2025 at 10:11 AM
Yes. My great friend and mentor's mother was smuggled out of revolutionary Russia as a child. Jewels were sewn in the hems of all their clothing to pay their way and establish them on eventual arrival.
November 17, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Roast chicken, stuffed with a huge bunch of tarragon and half a lemon, posh shop-bought gratin, green beans and carrots. Booze.
November 16, 2025 at 7:41 PM
I find cake and telly more rewarding personally.
November 16, 2025 at 7:39 PM
Fuck!
November 16, 2025 at 4:52 PM
Oh!! What wonderful news. So very happy-making in so very many ways. Congratulations both xx
November 16, 2025 at 11:40 AM
It is. Thank you.
November 16, 2025 at 9:19 AM
Blimey though
November 15, 2025 at 4:45 PM