While I am heartbroken about Judith Kerr, I know that to escape Nazis, build a life and family in a new country, create a wealth of books that generations of children and adults adore, and to go to parties in great frocks well into your 90s, is a well-lived life.
...very sorry if this Richard Scarry illustration from a book that isn't actually about hotel breakfasts does not exactly replicate your own personal experience of hotel breakfasts
🚨this is the fun police🚨 Stop taking pictures of strangers and putting them on the internet to get your numbers. People are trying to live their lives and this bizarre surveillance culture is toxic.
I’ve watched so many Channel 5 Christmas films this week every time I leave the house I expect to get stranded in a small town during a snowstorm with a gruff but handsome local who sees through my city girl ways.
I am thinking constantly of Sarah Everard and her family and friends. I am thinking of all the women and girls who now feel more afraid to do ordinary everyday things, like walking home from your friend’s house.
Whenever I see a horse up close I’m impressed by the first human who thought ‘i’m going to sit on the back of this giant monster and make it take me places’
At the end of this month, after 11 moves in 14 years of renting, I'm finally moving into a flat in London that I own. I get to choose my own wallpaper. I'll have a study. I can walk to the River Thames in minutes. My friends live round the corner. I... I can't believe it.
I’ve just remembered the time I was the only one in my class at school to know the answer to a question about Karl Marx and one of the popular girls complained loudly “yeah but she only knows that because she read it in a book”
Guys it’s a cartoon based on a children’s book please stop telling me that Roger and Anita are privileged, their puppies have been kidnapped to make a coat!!!
I don’t know why anyone following me would need to hear this but I cannot say it enough: treat anyone working in retail, food service, your office cleaners, any person in any kind of service role at all with some fucking respect.
thank you tiktok for making this completely normal - extremely fine to just film a stranger, make them into a meme or a joke and make sure they never feel entirely comfortable *existing* ever again
🚨this is the fun police🚨 Stop taking pictures of strangers and putting them on the internet to get your numbers. People are trying to live their lives and this bizarre surveillance culture is toxic.
Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Tumble out of bed and stumble to the kitchen.
Being in your thirties is just a series of events where you start looking around for an adult to help you then realise that the adult is supposed to be you
Got in a flap because in a VERY out of character move I only brought one book for the weekend then finished it on the train up here. Went out early in search of a paper and instead found this...
Monday: It’s Monday, I deserve a nice lunch from Pret
Tuesday: Ugh. The worst day of the week. I’ll get a cookie when I go to Pret
Wednesday: I forgot my lunch, wanna go to Pret?
Thursday: Almost the weekend baby!! Pret yourself!
Friday: Yes! Pret Friday!
North and South is so good because it’s nothing but people dying of industrial revolution malaise and terse conversations about business then, here you go, the most romantic ending in the history of the universe.
the unplanned, accidental after-work rager is a better night out than any twelve months in the planning hen do with a dedicated whatsapp group and budget spreadsheet. that's just how it is, no one knows why.
Woke up in a flap because I thought it was Monday and I’d overslept. Imagine my delight when I realised it was not only Sunday, but a rainy Sunday with nowhere to be.
My long-suffering flatmate can confirm I just shrieked with excitement at realisation the iPlayer archive has a 1960s documentary about how they dug the Victoria line.
There has to be another way of ending the working from home day that isn’t just sloshing scotch into a glass like Don Draper if he wore sweatpants and his hair in a topknot