Nathalie
@theuntamedshrew
43°S. Hiding in a valley at the bottom of an island at the end of the world that's often left off the map. Will do everything possible to avoid having to make a phone call.
Being a bit of a hot French girl mess and experimenting with self portraiture back in the 2010s
Speaking of pop culture references, this is what AI is telling you the lyrics to this song are. Which, if you weren't plugged in during the Beavis and Butthead era, is going to be very confusing.
These instructions remind me of people who use the wrong technical terms because they think it makes them sound very photosynthesis
I bought more random art at the tip, which are either a) original William Valentini pieces worth a few thousand, b) someone professionally knocked off his work or c) some kind of licenced reproduction. What I can say for sure is that they were expensive frames once, and they're 5.5kg each!
I don't think it's that obscure but I haven't found anyone who remembers it yet
I once had to write a serious article about pasture work featuring this machine...
I finally started watching The Witcher, mostly to watch Henry Cavill in tight pants, but my favourite bit so far is whoever on the sound effects team made the choice to use pigeon sounds for the barn owl #ecologistswatchingfantasyandscifi
This dog sat on a lot of beaches! Here he is in Darwin, NT and Bruny Island, Tasmania. He passed away in 2017 and broke my heart.
Instead of phone scrolling my way through whatever is playing on the TV, I often sift through old photo archives instead, cull some, edit some, and find new favourites in amongst the collection. St Mary's, Kent, UK. 2011.
The 2026 season of 'I forgot how the doors work'* has officially begun... *there are 2 doors, one stays closed as it's closest to the back door, the other one stays ajar for the dogs to go in and out. Somehow after 8 years she still hasn't grasped this concept.
Just opened Bluesky and scrolled through about 10 pet posts in a row. Feels like the social media equivalent of a slot machine jackpot. Anyway, I better add something.
The standard greeting from anyone born prior to 1955 consistently disregards the fact that I do not, in fact, have my hands full. I'm literally walking around with one free hand.
Excuse me, 90s? Excuse me, rock? Excuse me, 90s rock band? #genxwouldlikeaword
On further reflection, exceptions can and will be made for any shenanigans involving Australian wildlife. That's about as much as we can (drop) bear.
I know this is super old news already but I just had to actually check the grid lines of this photo 🤣
Normally my dogs aren't bothered by me going to work but today the Little Man really wanted to come with me and I had to close the door on his tiny face and why can't I retire at 50?
Trying to process the devastating news that there are no more stops on the food train for the next couple of hours
My oven needs fixing. Which prompted me to clean my oven after (insert inconceivable number of years here), before the technician has to deal with it. Needless to say this prompted me to launch a pre-emptive strike on my future self.