This month, the challenge was to write your own OPS starting with the somewhat ominous phrase: “We didn't inherit…”
The winners are always chosen by popular vote.
I hand over to @AgentPete :
In first place comes this portentous and...
This month, the challenge was to write your own OPS starting with the somewhat ominous phrase: “We didn't inherit…”
The winners are always chosen by popular vote.
I hand over to @AgentPete :
In first place comes this portentous and...
Where to start? I am a published comic book writer who has been trying to get a TV pilot picked up for several years. I was really close when an actress was interested in championing it, but interest waned when she realized she had no idea how to...
I remember that :) Orion needs no double-checking. But now I have a free app that helps me identify what's what. Point your phone at a wall or a window and it tells you what you're looking at.
All I see when I look up is Elon Musk's pollution. I recently went camping at Jasper National Park, which is designated a Dark Sky Preserve by the Royal Astronomical Society of Canada. And it is shocking the debris that floats around. I'm 61, and...
All I see when I look up is Elon Musk's pollution. I recently went camping at Jasper National Park, which is designated a Dark Sky Preserve by the Royal Astronomical Society of Canada. And it is shocking the debris that floats around. I'm 61, and...
Gravel crunches underfoot as you enter the property. Passing an exuberant border of native grasses, shrubs and trees, the garden opens out into a potager, complete with espaliered fruit trees and a towering cardoon heavy with big purple blooms...
So, midway through our daily walk through the forest, my phone notified me that I had done it, I had destroyed the one ring. Sauron had fallen, all of that.
It's all part of an admittedly silly but truly fun app that lets you mark your progress...
And a woman is not old until she decides she’d like to learn hip-hop dancing, and finds a video on YouTube, and immediately realises that ship has sailed. Just saying.
Gravel crunches underfoot as you enter the property. Passing an exuberant border of native grasses, shrubs and trees, the garden opens out into a potager, complete with espaliered fruit trees and a towering cardoon heavy with big purple blooms...
When the glass door slides open, you’re hit in the face with a blast of humidity, heavy with a waft of chlorine. Spread out before you is one long pool, divided into lanes under an arched roof. A line of orange cones hover each lane. The laughs...
So I read somewhere that “badgers love sweetcorn!” Seemed highly improbable to me, but to test, I left a cob out last night on the usual badger plinth. This was the result this morning – case closed! They sure had a good party last night...
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