Ramming speed!

Trouble brewing at the village carnival’s decorated-bike competition as, for perhaps the first time in history, a viking longship rams and boards an X-wing of the Rebel Alliance.

A cardboard longship collides with an X wing in a grassy field.

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Doggone Gorgeous

Dad Joke of the Day came to me early when some fellow dog walkers coming the other way said “Hello, gorgeous!”

“Ooh, thank you!” I replied, nonchalantly tussling my hair and striking a coquetteish pose.

Dan poses with a coquetteish grin while walking a French Bulldog along a gravelled rural path.

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A Litre of Coffee

Some mornings… you just gotta make a whole damn litre of coffee.

(for iced coffee purposes, of course; and definitely not just for me!)

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Hot Dog Mess

Demmy would like to know why I haven’t turned off the UK’s heatwave yet. 🥵

Close up of the face of a fawny French Bulldog with her tongue blepping out to the side.

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Iced coffee and air con

Iced coffee and air con. Possibly the only things that’ll keep me sane, working in the UK’s current heatwave (especially with the schools closed and kids sent home!).

Dan, a white man with a small beard and a blue ponytail, holds a pint if iced coffee on front of a residential portable air conditioner unit.

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F-Day plus 130

A hundred and thirty days since we got flooded out of our home, and remedial works are starting to ramp up. Today an electrician, tracing a fault that’s developed in the wiring, cut a hole through a wall to repair it and threw up so much dust that it’s hard to see anything!

A sparse room caked in a cloud of dust.

I was nearby, helping a restoration company assess the damage to the ride-on lawnmower that was in the garage and whose motor hasn’t started since (the garage saw some of the deepest water that hit us), when I heard the fire alarm and went to check on them. All is well: we don’t need to add ‘fire’ to the list of disasters befalling our house this year!

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F-Day plus 125

125 days since our house flooded, and the damaged furniture fittings, floors, underfloors, and now inner walls have been torn out.

Over a third of a year since we had to move out, I’m optimistic that perhaps, at last, reconstruction work is almost ready to begin.

It’s a long, slow process. And there’s clearly a way to go. But it’s good to see progress happening.

A view through a pair of dilapidated residential rooms, through the gaps in a hollowed-out partition wall.

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Note #29482

🎶 It starts with sausage,
A hot dog in a bun.
One simple sausage,
Put some mustard on one…

Is it just me, or are (sinner) Sir Pentious‘s colours reminiscent of a hot dog?

Sir Pentious, an anthropomorphic snake from Hazbin Hotel, in black and yellow longitudinal stripes with red 'eyes'.

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The chair guardian

I guess it’s sweet that the dog has decided that I’m not to leave my home office without her noticing.

But when the naps right behind my wheelie chair I worry she’s going to get her paws run over!

A fawn-coloured French Bulldog lies on a laminate floor against the feet of an office chair.

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