Currently reading: Bad Science by Ben Goldacre ๐Ÿ“š

Poetry Unbound returns with a belter: Safia Elhillo’s “Ode to my Homegirls, a wonderful exploration of the essential quality of true friendship. Being There!

Finished reading: A Stranger’s Pose by Emmanuel Iduma ๐Ÿ“š


A short but touching tribute to the recently deceased Tim Keller amongst other things by David Perrell | Friday Finds

Finished reading: The Last Colony by Philippe Sands ๐Ÿ“š

Finished reading: In Gratitude by Jenny Diski ๐Ÿ“š

A different Mother's Day

From The Cassandra Pages | In this era of recognizing gender and sexual diversity, I think we also need to recognize that there is not one, but a multitude of ways in which the fundamental relationship of “Mother” and “Child” exists, and that while the idealized one may still be in the majority, it is not at all true or descriptive for a great many people – so, please, be gentle and aware as we celebrate Mother’s Day.

Pottering about the City Centre #GreysMonument

Waiting on the grub..

Birdie on deck

Ducks on the river #SpringTime

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What we have instead here is planned, targeted, brilliantly enacted success. Pep Guardiola is the best manager in the world. Therefore we will buy not just Pep Guardiola, but the conditions that make Pep Guardiola work, an entire Pep Guardiola habitat. We will buy the strongest squad. There will be no variables here, just billionaire-backed certainties.. | Barney Ronay on City’s latest procession to the title

Stumbling upon Ms Adichie’s New Yorker Essay, Notes on Grief touched a sore nerve and took me way back to 2014: losing H, and the sense of being seen in reading Colm Tรณibรญn’s Guardian Essay - The Literature of Grief

Currently reading: Fantastic Numbers and Where to Find Them by Antonio Padilla ๐Ÿ“š | Bonus points for being a fellow Liverpool FC supporter :)

Fleeing back home.. An idea, it seems, everyone and their dog had

Last day of Ramadan… And hopefully the last day of being the only one on the 5am bus into work

Currently reading: Ruse by Robert Kerbeck ๐Ÿ“š.. Surely a movie based on this is inevitable?

Crathes, once upon a spring morning…

How to Heal: A Poem | Some days it will seem that you are getting more wounded for the searching, but this is healing.

The graveyard of things:


On Leaving. Revisiting the few thoughts I had nigh on three years ago when I packed up my life and became a prodigal abroad

One random day on which I got dragged out in Lagos

Fedora 38 beta on the 2017 pixelbook. #Rescued