This room was rescued from a now demolished house in Birmingham. One family spent less that 30 seconds looking, before leaving with on person repeating "Birmingham" in an exaggerated brummie accent.

V&A. Interesting cock. Made of iron. I feel no need to explore the subject of an iron-hard cock any further since you all making beasts of yourselves.

@frmo.bsky.social A view of Ormskirk. Note the towering Ormskirk Cathedral dominating the skyline.

At Mrs Mac's MRes graduation. They have these golf cart things on campus. I recon I could nick one and whack the accedown. They'd have to be walking reasonably fast to catch me!

Spectator spreading rumours that the next PM is constipated.

Funny thing is, I've lived here 20 years and cannot recall seeing this alley before. Two for joy.

You've been murdered. Who do you want on the case?

Probably easier to say this than to admit "I'm a git and lots of people dislike me for good reasons. Anyone got 5 million quid to spare? I'm a bit short this month."

Sadly not. It's based on my training & development, so hard for someone else to do. I used Copilot to write it, but had to trawl through 9 months of Outlook. On the plus side, I was asked to facilitate something called a "hot debrief". Hoping I can keep my inner Leslie Phillips quiet for 2 hours

Interesting instruction from my phone. I haven't brought my pipe.

Reminds me of Robert Blake in David Lynch's Lost Highway.

You are. Beau Geste Beau Selecta Beau Peep. And on a football theme, you are all excellent at kepi uppy.

You know, comrades. I'm not worried about not going to this: I feel it will be part of the entertainment in Purgatory. Still, it'll be a welcome change from Gyles Brandreth's showbiz anecdotes.

Dear work, Sorry. Can't do anything today because Clovis is on my to-do list. Soz an all tha. Love, Mac xxx

Post a random picture or else everything will go bad in July

See your point. Boris Johnson strikes me as the sort who'd sneak up on them in flagrante so he could bag two with one shot. Sorry about this image, but he really is Bunter crossed with Flashman.

Oh sweet Jesus. I was browsing & found this. I don't want to go all woke, but why are they all cocks? Surely with that many you could accommodate a hen or 2? I suppose the first rule of gay pheasant club is that you do not talk about gay pheasant club. The second includes the word "bang!" Probably

Not all.

Flayed? Sounds like you're talking about your favourite Black Country rock band before you've put your teeth in.

The uke in the IWM was made by Staff Sergeant Thomas Boardman, of the East Lancs Regiment and here it is.

In the coffee shop I go to with daughter, they have this 3 stringed instrument. Any ideas what it is? It's obviously amateur made. Aldo when we saw The Ukulele Orchestra of Great Britain in Salford they mentioned a uke in the IWM North, made by a PoW in Changi. The maker was in the audience.

All fun and games until someone loses an eye.

I am in the garden checking on hens. In theory I am reading. In reality I am looking at hens, watching the cat, listening to birdsong and waiting for a hedgehog. Good news: Patience managed to venture out tonight.

Easily done. Christopher Lee was in 2 big British franchises: Hammersmith and Bond. The excellent Valerie Leon managed Hammer, Bond and Carry On. BTW, I am assuming that "Do not copy" refers to behaviour: there'd be an outcry if I went out dressed like that. Not least for having my cat on a lead.

We even have a statue of Bobby Ball round here. Rock on, Tommy

I mean, this is what we called entertainment back in the day.

Local Reform office. Open 12 hours a week. Lazy bastards: the Turkish barbers next door is open till 7 most nights. What sort of example is that?

Apparently, even when removing staples from the old hen run, I need supervision.

Daughter went to a Cosgrove Hall exhibition in Sale today.