I feel like a the rhythm of walking helps to moderate my thinking too. I make better decisions when walking, I’m calmer, I work things out. I’ve made key life decisions on long walks, and my partner and I deliberately take walks to work out difficult stuff. Great recommendation.

I know right?! Grandpa always taught me: choose the right tool for the job.

I once enjoyed a delicious Colombian meal at a street table in Seven Sisters, north London. Shortly after the food arrived two men got into an altercation on the street, both acting like complete arseholes. One of them then disappeared off for 5 minutes and returned with a claw hammer he’d bought from a nearby hardware shop. He attacked the man half-arsedly with the claw hammer for a while then wandered off, but not far. Then the police turned up, and did a terrible job of working out who hammer man was. It was very entertaining, and the man who was being attacked with the hammer was not really injured. Dinner and a show 🤌

I have a big 2012 Samsung screen which is still surprisingly good, with a Roku stick in it. Works just fine. I hope it never dies.

Madeira is pretty cool. The runway is on stilts, the approach is tricky and requires training, the cafe has a big balcony so you can watch the pilots do a tricky landing on a stilted runway with a beer.

In a squeezer

When I’m running out of books I start asking anyone interesting that I’m talking to what they are reading. If they are into that book I buy it on the spot, while we’re still talking. Occasionally they are reading something completely shit, but I’ve hit some gems. Then you have something in common with that person which is a bonus.

I taught my daughter to read during covid when the schools were closed. ‘The’ was the first word she learned to read, and I did exactly what you suggest, pausing for her to read it. It really helped. When my workshop reopened I made her a silver badge of the word ‘the’ to celebrate.

I call for opening up Trump and removing his windpipe

Entangled Life by Merlin Sheldrake. So fascinating. https://www.merlinsheldrake.com/entangled-life

This is such a shame, I love Neal’s Yard. You go in there, and they just keep handing you little pieces of different delicious cheeses until you crumble and give them all of your money. It’s such a charming way of doing things, I overspend every single time, and never regret it.

‘Oranges and lemons say the bells of St Clements’ but like it’s from the minaret of a mosque run by the hard of hearing. It’s aggressive.

I reckon you can still do it. Buying lumps of sawn hardwood is expensive, but if you start looking for what people throw away you can do it. You can find hardwood that is completely illegal to cut and sell these days if you look for mid century furniture that’s getting thrown out. Or softwoods. You’re not stupid, and you can carve if you want to.

A girl sidled up to me at college when I was About 18 and just said “you have beautiful veins”

The persistent bullshit cuntery is exhausting. This feels like a tactic, trumpian relentless attention grabbing. Fuck him.

wefwef 🫡

How can you be so bent out of shape as a human to think that fucking over kids at the Evelina is the way to spend your day, to make your daily bread.

Feels like a super power when you’re scuba diving and you see all the other divers holding their noses!

See, I’m not a fan of the royal family, but I’m pretty sure Charles would never talk to that cunt for a second, and for that I give him a tiny shred of respect.

Wtf Jacob.