Dinner.

Lunch today with a knife & fork.

This koala makes me happy. Beautiful thing.

Kok anyone?

Today.

We are at an inflection point. Women, take heed.

What must the aliens think.

Look what I had for lunch.

I do find it odd that Londoners stand outside - no tables at all - with pints in their hands. It’s so uncouth. 😂

Wanker coffee in London

Post an album you’ve listened to 100 times.

My mother would be horrified at my dinner.

Made it up but here you go…

Hmmm.

13 years ago.

Friday night Date night.

And?

I blame Dan for the 25%.

I just read the most obnoxious, pathetic, disgusting post on LinkedIn. An idiot comparing his friends death to AI tools.

All Wog households had a tablecloth like this, back in the day. I spent good time bringing it back to new. Gift from my Mum. Reminds me of all the parties we hosted at home, eating and dancing the night away. Some very good but simple times. Treasuring this tablecloth till the day I die.

Western Sydney.

One of the knives in my kitchen. Just saying.

Early dinner. I’m hungry.

Dinner.

Bluesky, I got you a pelican who pinched some fruit out of my muesli. The fucker tried for some more.

I can’t wait. I’m so excited. I reckon I’m part genius, part smartass.

Cough.