The phrasing is dreadful and ambiguous.

My own immigration process was prolonged, exhausting, expensive, dehumanising and without any exaggeration significantly contributed to a serious breakdown a few years ago. And I have almost all the ticky-box privileges.

Disestablish the Home Office.

Dublin Museum! Incredible BA collection.

Many years ago, shortly before I had the pub, I did some of the pre-construction archaeology where the extension of the almonry now is, big ol' chunks of wall from early structures immediately adjacent and dated to max 11thC. Less than a foot of foundation atop a man-made embankment. Madness.

This guy doesn't know anyone cool.

Had a couple of hours to kill in Dublin and discovered you can pop along to Windmill Lane studios for a tour. Cue American bloke in his 70s who knew everything about speakers because he was an audiophile and offered the (female) guide 'recommended reading if you really want to learn this stuff'.

You see, I would parse these two groups as aligning broadly the same...

Sometimes stereotypes form for a reason.

She was determined that they understand they were Pure Copper.
They just stared at her and swabbed her Aura Reading cards for explosives.

I fucking *wanted* to volunteer, but actually *registering* as one with the orgs would have been a violation of my fucking sponsorship.

I’m fine being old this shit is bonkers

At least 3 singers/guitarists from 3 Really Famous 90s californian punk bands have PhDs...

He's earned that, he has!

Not now, with your primary sources and your fact checking!

Pub Portraits: Richard getting his point across! An artist at work.

A cock, in a frock, on a...

I'm certain he'd still rock it.

(Baddam-tish!)

It's also a Sunday in Presbyterian Scotland so... best of luck!!

Some Hot-Honey-Bro presumably needs to keep himself out of Jail/Bankruptcy/both.