Down Down

There was someone on the golf course yesterday, trying to pretend they weren’t playing. He was in his early 20’s, on a bike. I suspect he probably just wanted to be out of the house because of circumstances that can be totally imagined and sympathised with. Right now, lots of things are precariously balanced. When everything returns to what the majority consider as ‘normal’ this country will have irrevocably altered.

This is, like it or not, still very early days.

This journey was begun some time ago, the realisation that there is no way out will yet to have fully registered. Once Easter is done, and schools don’t go back until the Autumn Term, some people will still not register they were the problem. These are the people who push into distancing queues at the supermarket (and they do, husband has come home with a story from each trip) and do not get the need for such things, because their lives are more important than anything else.

It’s ironic, of course, that for years I’ve told people with utter belief that what they see and hear on their social media feeds is entirely up to them: they get to choose how life works. The grim reality of inevitability however now highlights just how dangerous it is to shut out the opinions you don’t like, that frighten you or that you don’t want to hear. All of that means, when reality can’t be shut out any longer, nowhere feels safe any more.

It’s like me stating I wouldn’t talk about COVID 19 here again.

There are inevitables here, and moments of predictability that make you realise that if people really are that dumb, continuing to parrot the same tired rhetoric regardless of circumstance… the election of the new Labour Party leader was a case in point. It took an hour for dissenters to appear, complaining there could never be any unity for a party who never properly demonstrated viable opposition for years.

Here’s the thing: this is life, now. This is ALL you have. Perhaps be more considerate of a health service at breaking point. Perhaps don’t lament stuff won’t happen and focus on what can. Most importantly, do not be the selfish cunt who decides that ‘I’m fine so that’s all that matters’ because people are dying and at some point somebody you know will get sick and when that happens, it is already too late.

Amazingly, you are a part of humanity.

Time to act like you deserve that label.


Day 9: The more things change, the more they stay the same.

SEE ALSO: Fictional people in racial minorities, fictional people with disabilities, fictional people with mental illnesses.


There’s a personality type that exists in a few areas of Twitter I inhabit. Let’s call them The Seeker. This person has a small but dedicated legion of followers, no more than a dozen tops, that worship The Seeker from afar. These followers won’t admit as much, of course, because the moment they did they’d be blocked faster than something that gets blocked incredibly fast. It’s not a problem though, because Seekers just love the fact they exist, having begun to milk this attention as means of feeling good about themselves.

It’s the perfect win/win situation, and is all well and good until something happens that upsets that collective harmony. The smart Seekers realise they’re as big a part of the problem as those who worship them and will eventually, if they want to progress up the food chain, stop feeding their fires. No more revealing body shots, a reduction in the needy ‘tell me you like me’ Tweets when they’re low. However, some people just love those quick and easy serotonin hits…

There’s always a price to pay if you choose to be the centre of attention: inevitably the action is never without a consequence or two…


People don’t need personal pronouns to act a certain way. That’s why Seekers don’t possess them either: male, female and every point in between… it doesn’t matter. If your Seeker were a woman however I guarantee the reaction you’d have towards them would be different if they were a man. Your own sex undoubtedly dictates how you react to certain situations, and it really shouldn’t. Anybody can be an attention-grabbing, selfish and arrogant individual. Your sexuality is completely academic.

So, you people who are trying to make your names as attention seekers on Social media, do yourselves a favour. When a contentious subject comes up and you want to try and hop on the bandwagon of ‘I have an opinion and you need to listen’ here’s a pro tip. Take all the sexuality out of the discussion. It’s really easy.  If you can’t do that, or the discussion is about sexuality and you don’t agree with the stance someone is taking, unless you can act like a grown up

and respect their choices

the best thing you can do for everybody is



Cycling was good last night.


I burnt nearly 780 calories yesterday in total. That’ll do :D