Tom

Me reading all your beautiful, evanescent tweets on 2 January, 2023.

Direct messages won't be checked, or entirely private from now-ish. I've had lots of fun on this site, learned a lot, made many valued connections and friendships, and so on … I'll miss it. Come find a lower key version of me over at assemblag.es if you like.

I'm going to give leaving Twitter a proper go in 2023, and so I've just finished the batch deletion of my tweets since 2019 as a prelude to shrining this account. I'll be giving a friend the keys to update my password and recovery email.

@drcwatego It's incredible thinking back to my Howardy primary school days as an settler-immigrant in Aus in the mid 90s. Feel-good multiculturalism for wealthy recent immigrants, to wash out the real stuff we should've been learning about. Makes me pretty mad to think what was hidden.

everytime I come to london my mates will say some shit like “get the pinkersmith line to banana & dolphin and then you can change onto the dinkerdonk line to splooge street” and expect me to understand what the hell they’re talking about