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At Yorkshire Tea, we do investigations proper.

The guy who wrote biscuit puns for Kemi Badenoch

We played around the neighbourhood in other kids’ gardens or daring each other to climb into small spaces between walls and in hedges. When one of the mums stood in her back garden and hollered her son’s name into the sky, all the kids knew it was time to go home.

The British press after seeing Wicked 🧙‍♀️🗞️ #CynthiaErivo #wicked

Urgent! BSL interpreter required. Due to a sudden change in circumstances, we are seeking an interpreter to co-work with another interpreter in our rehearsal room this Friday - 15th November - in Leicester, with 2 Deaf artists and 7 hearing artists in the room. 1/3

Thrilled to be back @shakespeareLS9 this morning with the wonderful yr6 cohort. We worked out we’ve done drama together every year since they were in yr2! Feel very privileged to have that opportunity. #DramaForLearning #ILoveMyJob

Okay people, who do I know who is now on blue sky? I’ve just joined up and want to find you all! 😎

On it…

History books will be written about these images. This is not normal and it’s not a picture of self-defense.

Things have just got a lot more difficult . Here’s what I think . I had no control over what just happened . None . But I do have control over how I will react to it . And I am not going to give up on the beautiful and the good , the grip on my dreams just got tighter .

I wrote this some years ago.

The last performances of THE HIDDEN GARDEN tour are upon us! After today we have 4 more shows left @LeedsPlayhouse - we'd love to share them with you: 🌻SAT 2 NOV 12.30pm & 3pm 🌻MON 4 NOV 10am & 1pm See you there! 🎫leedsplayhouse.org.uk/event/the-hidd… #Leeds #ACESupported

Across 25 Leeds Little Free Libraries you will find these gorgeous packs over the next week for #LeedsPlayFest These have been made possible thanks to local ward councillors contributing MICE monies. !Pavement chalk, ‘Play’ by @MichaelRosenYes, @scrapleeds kits, P for Pizza

When I evacuated my second shelter in Rafah in April, I left some belongings behind—partly because we couldn’t carry much, and partly to leave something for the three families who remained in the shelter. One of those items was a mug I had bought in my first shelter in Zawaida. I thought I’d be able to buy another one when I arrived in Deir al-Balah. But by the time we arrived, about a million others had already taken refuge here, and the markets had already begun to run out of supplies. Since October 2023, anything that runs out—aside from food—cannot be replaced, as the Israeli occupation has imposed a suffocating blockade and completely severed northern Gaza from its south, allowing only specific food items and, occasionally, hygiene products under strict restrictions. To cope with this, people have begun trading used items with one another, including kitchenware, clothes, blankets, mobile phones, laptops, etc. I couldn’t bring myself to buy a used mug, partly because they were rarely available, and if I did find one, it would be slightly cracked or just a plain transparent cup, and that’s not what I mean when I say I want a mug. Back home in Gaza, I was known for having dozens of mugs, each chosen for a specific mood, season, occasion, or holiday. A mug represents the warmth of home, a moment I steal for myself to stay sane amidst all this madness—a reminder that I can still close my eyes in peace and comfort with the first sip of hot chocolate on a cold night. I didn’t want a cracked mug to symbolize all the things that have shattered over the past year, including our hearts and memories. I refrained from buying a mug for months, waiting until I found one that truly felt like home, rather than a cold shelter. Two days ago, I stumbled upon a social media post by an artist I had previously bought a mug from in Gaza. I was surprised she was still advertising her hand-painted mugs, this time only in the southern parts of Gaza, since she wouldn’t be able to deliver to the north. Needless to say, I immediately ordered one, even though it cost more than triple its usual price due to the scarcity and the high cost of materials under the ongoing Israeli blockade. Yesterday, I received my first order in the past 13 months, and I can’t describe how surprised I was by the perfect way it was packaged. The artist lives in Nuseirat, a place that has been relentlessly bombarded by the Israeli occupation over the past few weeks. I couldn't imagine how she managed to source materials and carefully package each order with such love amidst the overwhelming sound of massive bombardments rocking her refugee camp. For a moment, I felt as if none of this was happening, that we were still home, that everyone was still here, and that no one was gone. It felt like there were no invaders chocking the air of my city, and the sounds of explosions were merely a distant echo. Like a little child excited to open a Christmas gift, I began to unpack the mug and the small items that accompanied it. Among them was one coffee sachet and a biscuit, wrapped in paper with handwritten text that read, “In memory of my martyr friend Mahassen al-Khatib.” Mahassen was one of the most creative digital artists in Gaza. She was killed around a week ago along with her family in an Israeli bombardment of their home in northern Gaza. I read the text and I was suddenly hit by the reality that all of this is actually happening, that many of us are gone, and that the sounds of explosions are actually bombardments that are tearing down our homes and souls.. I wish I had settled for a used, cracked mug.

🚨 ENOUGH: Public Urged To Forgive Prince Andrew. 👇🏻 Get the details with #BrokenNews, then please share this report.

The first city-wide Festival of Play starts today! Let your playful side out because #LeedsPlayFest is for everyone! Find an event near you 👉 orlo.uk/D2mRE 📷 @leedslibraries and Stories with Liv.

One for the history books! We’re presenting Horrible Histories with a BAFTA Special Award in recognition of the show’s extraordinary impact and the joy it’s brought people of all ages throughout the incredible fifteen years it has graced our screens. BAFTA Young Presenter Jeriah Kibusi stopped by Henry VIII’s dressing room to deliver the good news ahead of the Horrible Histories team receiving the award at a special presentation next month – though that didn’t stop Henry practicing his acceptance speech! 👑

I ordered a capuccino at 1pm in Venice and the grandma running the cafe literally said "it is not breakfast anymore, signora" and gave me an aperol spritz and you know what? she was right