Malcolm Wilson
@malcolmwilson01
If you’d like to get in touch, my email address is my Bluesky handle at Hotmail dot com.
A remarkable person. In 1996, ‘Love Bites’ changed me. I have many of their large photographs after I helped them clear their house before their move to Örrebro. I last spoke to them in June 2025. They watched us march at Trans Pride in London with tears in their eyes, like a proud grandparent.
We’re on a tight turnaround, picking up this puppy and getting back on the next ferry. No time to sightsee! We did the same with Will, her half-brother, precisely this time six years ago.
A book like my phone when I’ve tapped the accessibility button a few times.
Clive Paget says of this song, “Musik! Musik! Musik! from the movie Hallo, Janine sounds like it's channelling the theme from The Muppet Show.” Unless Sam Pottle had a time machine, that’s just silly.
Note to self: go swimming now, it’s an ebb tide and will be lovely and warm…
Wow. Arthur Fery. I’m having a break in a darkened room with Will before I go back to the match…
My dad lives near La Souterraine. There’s an old church in the middle of town: inside, it is sepulchrally cold, even on the hottest days, the walls are that thick.
One moment we’re at home; the next we’re on the beach. What a difference eight hours makes.
I treasure this sensory memory. As I conclude my walk across a field to the river Chess, I negotiate a steep, narrow path. At this time of year, the walk is hot. But my hand reaches out for something to steady myself - and the shock of the cold cast iron always surprises me. w3w reef.races.healers
Meredith Belbin proposed nine team roles, ways in which we behave in teams and how we can contribute to teams.* Some years ago, I proposed a tenth: the Wanker, who unites the team in their detestation of that person. * a former colleague of Belbin told me his theory was good but his maths wasn’t…1
And now my alarm has gone off and I have spent half an hour with this book, with Tara and Henry, in this garden. Now I am ready for the day, full of thoughts.
I’ve just gone a bit Parisian and acquired this baby to add myself to the statistics. bastillecycles.com
It has taken me until the age of 62, and my chance imitation of his voice in bed just now, to realise that Yoda is simply a Space Muppet.
I have been mostly gazing at bats above our garden this evening. We are blessed.
I do (but I’m just a retired primary school teacher who loved teaching Irish Traveller pupils).
I know of four very pretty and well-proportioned mitres that may be coming free soon.
*sigh* and this is tonight’s bee, beside an open window, on her ceramic leaf, sipping sugar water before she flies away (I hope).
Johnson posted another video where he is seemingly talking to police officer who tells him "no crime was committed." 🤦🏻
I’d like to think that this is the bumble bee I resuscitated, flitting around our lavender.
