tom and 20 others

It's the vote that kills you.

I'm leaving twitter. So much good stuff but more than ever a black hole of misinformation and abuse, facilitated by the platform itself and a political climate closer to fascism than anything I've ever experienced. Note to self: please, do not waste this time

Hibs & Hearts fans queuing up side by side on Albion Road for an Edinburgh derby at Easter Road in 1946.

In bad news, I haven't been able to get to a cup of tea all day. In good news, the one I'm about to have promises to be the best ever

"I don't want your freedom I don't want to play around I don't want nobody baby Part time love just brings me down I don't want your freedom Girl, all I want right now is you" For me it's the "right now" that undermines his case.

Urban dictionary : "grundied" When things go wrong just as they're starting to look up, as if fate is some malicious cosmic scriptwriter. #thearchers

@fraser_sally If I found someone reading it and they told me it was just research for a campaign I would, I have to admit, assume they were full of shit.

Fuck me, this makes for a depressing read. More than anything I've seen recently it makes me want to get on with doing something to make society fairer.

Extraordinary numbers of painted lady butterflies in Edinburgh & the Lothians right now. You'll see them flittering around your local buddleja like leaves in an a autumn wind.

@crgn The problem with comparing Pratchett's Discworld to Brexit is that one is a work of fiction set in a fantasy world, much loved by a cult like following of devotees, and the other is Discworld.

Today I am preparing for the very real prospect of million-to-one outcomes by hiding my family from killer tripod Martian invaders. #Brexit

Britain is now governed by the political wing of disaster capitalism

Kids aren't lazy, society is.

I wish as a society we gave kids a fraction of the resources and space we give to cars.

The only truly waterproof material is Sainsbury's bag for life #camping

Leaving the campsite and this rucksack is significantly heavier than when I arrived. Either it's absorbed water or I've rolled one of the kids up with a sleeping bag. Sort it when I get home.

I love that feeling a week after camping when you've dried out.