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Mr Smeagol Exposition explains why you shouldn't look at the spooky rubber men lying in a pond, but Frodo (who is, by this stage, clearly something of a liability) looks anyway, and inevitably falls in.
He's fine
The John McCrirrick was for my brother for Xmas. We have a competition to give each other the shittest presents, and I won that year.
Before I had Baxter I had time to paint.
I just got a new phone, and while transferring data I spotted these.🧵
An orchestra in Budapest has begun playing Beethoven's Fifth in special performances for the deaf. Deaf audience members place their hands on the instruments as they're played, allowing them to experience the music as vibration, and reducing them (and the musicians) to tears.
I don't paint since I got the dog. Hard to persuade a spaniel to sit patiently while his dad methodically shoves blobs of paint around a canvas for 5 hours. Miss it a bit.
My mate @PicklesArt does absolutely wonderful work. If you're stuck for a Christmas gift, get in touch with him. Here's a wee thread of his stuff
https://t.co/DofU7UW1RB
8 years ago today I dropped a bucket of paint, and it ended up like this