Checking how much longer this Teams meeting has left.

Aren't men allowed to have hobbies anymore.

Layers of time at sunset.

A vet once tried to vaccinate me. I ate his kibble with some fava treats and a nice Catnip.

Mahón, Menorca, Spain.

Hop on guys, the Bluesky bus is here.

Scottish Bluebells.

Walls have feelings too.

This is now every Fortune Cookie for everyone. Forever.

You're welcome.

The joy of live music.

There was a fundraiser at work today for the Guidedogs for the Blind charity and some of the Good Boys and Girls were in the office. Bruce failed his Guidedog training because he was easily distracted. I get it Bruce, I too am easily distracted at work.

Yet another unrealistic body image for women.

Craster, Northumberland, England

How could you mistake me for a clown? This is clearly a depiction of me as President of the United States.

Quick, jump in the toaster! I'll explain on the way.

*me, reading your posts.

Happy #StPatricksDay to my Celtic cousins. Although an Apostle of Ireland, St Patrick was actually born in Scotland, in the year 387. You're welcome, just don't mention the rugby.

Americans will do anything to avoid using the metric system.

The moment he realised he'd forgotten to delete his browser history.

A little known Scottish tradition, handed down for close to a thousand years now, since the earliest days of the clans in the 12th century.

Happy New Year from Edinburgh.

It's Christmas time, may all the fucks you give be festive. I hope you find peace and love and happiness. Merry Christmas, ya sexy weirdos, from me and the coo.

Hobitton, New Zealand.

Autumn in Edinburgh.

Sunset from Seilebost, Isle of Harris, Scotland.

You're doing it again, and it's still not funny. Fuck off Karl.

The recovery from my vasectomy is going well.

Autumn in Scotland.

I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree....