Glen Monks
@glenmonks.bsky.social
Northern out-crop, thriving in the south. Leftie. Husband. Homo. Sweary. Tired of the social cat litter tray that Twatter became so here I am, the eternal optimist.
Greetings from Bristol, Jim.
November 29, 2024 at 7:46 AM
Greetings from Bristol, Jim.
Hey Miffy
a woman in a black sequined jumpsuit is walking through a foggy forest .
ALT: a woman in a black sequined jumpsuit is walking through a foggy forest .
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November 25, 2024 at 5:36 PM
Hey Miffy
I mean WTAF is the old dear wanging on about now and why?
November 25, 2024 at 5:34 PM
I mean WTAF is the old dear wanging on about now and why?
There has never been anything serious, or credible, or pleasant about JP.
Andrew Tate with letters after his name?
Andrew Tate with letters after his name?
November 21, 2024 at 8:02 AM
There has never been anything serious, or credible, or pleasant about JP.
Andrew Tate with letters after his name?
Andrew Tate with letters after his name?
I’m from the north, we’re full of good advice (and experienced in all matters cold).
:-)
:-)
November 21, 2024 at 7:56 AM
I’m from the north, we’re full of good advice (and experienced in all matters cold).
:-)
:-)
Pack some Kendal Mint Cake (it’s chilly over there) you’ll be fine.
November 21, 2024 at 7:52 AM
Pack some Kendal Mint Cake (it’s chilly over there) you’ll be fine.
Where the air feels restorative and purifying. Nice.
If you could bring the sunlight to Bristol that would splendid: we are currently under a 20 tog duvet of dense cloud, despite the 1 degree temperature.
Morning does not yet feel broken.
If you could bring the sunlight to Bristol that would splendid: we are currently under a 20 tog duvet of dense cloud, despite the 1 degree temperature.
Morning does not yet feel broken.
November 21, 2024 at 7:45 AM
Where the air feels restorative and purifying. Nice.
If you could bring the sunlight to Bristol that would splendid: we are currently under a 20 tog duvet of dense cloud, despite the 1 degree temperature.
Morning does not yet feel broken.
If you could bring the sunlight to Bristol that would splendid: we are currently under a 20 tog duvet of dense cloud, despite the 1 degree temperature.
Morning does not yet feel broken.
There’s tea, I’m sure, but no vermillion skies this morning I’m afraid.
My City salutes you nonetheless.
:-)
My City salutes you nonetheless.
:-)
November 21, 2024 at 7:39 AM
There’s tea, I’m sure, but no vermillion skies this morning I’m afraid.
My City salutes you nonetheless.
:-)
My City salutes you nonetheless.
:-)
How magnificent to see you here Joanne.
I look forward to more new of the Shed under bluer skies.
:-) x
I look forward to more new of the Shed under bluer skies.
:-) x
November 17, 2024 at 4:23 PM
How magnificent to see you here Joanne.
I look forward to more new of the Shed under bluer skies.
:-) x
I look forward to more new of the Shed under bluer skies.
:-) x
And glorious to see you it is too!
November 17, 2024 at 12:11 PM
And glorious to see you it is too!
(We followed each other in the other, dark place!)
November 17, 2024 at 10:18 AM
(We followed each other in the other, dark place!)