If you haven’t had the chance to read Kevin Rowland's memoir, 'Bless Me Father.’ For the duration of June, the Kindle edition is just 99p on @AmazonUK. Perfectly timed for holiday season → https://t.co/m7HIAgW5xO
PEGGY SUICIDE – Cope’s Notes #8 – 52p booklet including extensive memoir + accompanying CD
Also available – New CD – E-Man Groovin'
15 grooves imbued with the distinctive PEGGY SUICIDE spirit
https://t.co/zkrTvQjfBT
Daniel Farson's Guide to Britain: Volume 1 showcases the innovative, important, eccentric, odd and outstanding work of the ground-breaking investigative journalist.
Dual format edition out on 16 February.
🚨🗣️𝗡𝗘𝗪: Thierry Henry on Mohamed Salah's comments: "I had problems with Wenger, with Guardiola… Have you ever heard me talk about it publicly? NEVER. I protected the club."
"When you play for a club, you must protect it at all costs. No matter what’s happening internally, you protect the club — your teammates, the manager, the staff."
"You can be angry, frustrated, disagree… but you don’t air dirty laundry in public, especially when the club is going through difficult moments."
"Instead, you wait, you sort things out internally, and then, if you want to leave or speak your mind, you do it at the right time."
"I understand the ego and Mo’s frustration... He scores 38 goals and ends up on the bench, but there comes a point where you must put the team before yourself.”
🥇| @JamesPearceLFC: "Mohamed Salah’s outburst was selfish and disrespectful. He has let Liverpool down
"It just heaps more negativity on the club at a difficult time."
Thank you Barnstaple!
Tonight John plays Plymouth, Quad Theatre as part of his Talk Tour
17.30 Meet & Greet
19.00 Doors
19.30 Act 1
21.00 Interval
21.20 Act 2
22.10 End
Tix on the door or online, if in doubt don’t miss out…
https://t.co/nJrsiEGF2h
#johnnyrotten ...
New JULIAN COPE album I DREAM THE COSMOS ATAVISTIC – one of four CD releases for Ambient Autumn. As the days draw in, stay cosmically alert – for the veil grows thinner
https://t.co/3RFmDnzsM4
Rest in peace, Patricia Routledge 🙏🏻
In memory of her, I encourage everyone to read these words of hers from February last year.
Whether young or old, you're bound to get something out of it.
*****
"I’ll be turning 95 this coming Monday. In my younger years, I was often filled with worry — worry that I wasn’t quite good enough, that no one would cast me again, that I wouldn’t live up to my mother’s hopes. But these days begin in peace, and end in gratitude.
My life didn’t quite take shape until my forties. I had worked steadily — on provincial stages, in radio plays, in West End productions — but I often felt adrift, as though I was searching for a home within myself that I hadn’t quite found.
At 50, I accepted a television role that many would later associate me with — Hyacinth Bucket, of Keeping Up Appearances. I thought it would be a small part in a little series. I never imagined that it would take me into people’s living rooms and hearts around the world. And truthfully, that role taught me to accept my own quirks. It healed something in me.
At 60, I began learning Italian — not for work, but so I could sing opera in its native language. I also learned how to live alone without feeling lonely. I read poetry aloud each evening, not to perfect my diction, but to quiet my soul.
At 70, I returned to the Shakespearean stage — something I once believed I had aged out of. But this time, I had nothing to prove. I stood on those boards with stillness, and audiences felt that. I was no longer performing. I was simply being.
At 80, I took up watercolour painting. I painted flowers from my garden, old hats from my youth, and faces I remembered from the London Underground. Each painting was a quiet memory made visible.
Now, at 95, I write letters by hand. I’m learning to bake rye bread. I still breathe deeply every morning. I still adore laughter — though I no longer try to make anyone laugh. I love the quiet more than ever.
I’m writing this to tell you something simple:
Growing older is not the closing act. It can be the most exquisite chapter — if you let yourself bloom again.
Let these years ahead be your TREASURE YEARS.
You don’t need to be famous. You don’t need to be flawless.
You only need to show up — fully — for the life that is still yours.
With love and gentleness,
Patricia Routledge
*****
Once more, rest in peace. 🤍
Rest in peace, Patricia Routledge 🙏🏻
In memory of her, I encourage everyone to read these words of hers from February last year.
Whether young or old, you're bound to get something out of it.
*****
"I’ll be turning 95 this coming Monday. In my younger years, I was often filled with worry — worry that I wasn’t quite good enough, that no one would cast me again, that I wouldn’t live up to my mother’s hopes. But these days begin in peace, and end in gratitude.
My life didn’t quite take shape until my forties. I had worked steadily — on provincial stages, in radio plays, in West End productions — but I often felt adrift, as though I was searching for a home within myself that I hadn’t quite found.
At 50, I accepted a television role that many would later associate me with — Hyacinth Bucket, of Keeping Up Appearances. I thought it would be a small part in a little series. I never imagined that it would take me into people’s living rooms and hearts around the world. And truthfully, that role taught me to accept my own quirks. It healed something in me.
At 60, I began learning Italian — not for work, but so I could sing opera in its native language. I also learned how to live alone without feeling lonely. I read poetry aloud each evening, not to perfect my diction, but to quiet my soul.
At 70, I returned to the Shakespearean stage — something I once believed I had aged out of. But this time, I had nothing to prove. I stood on those boards with stillness, and audiences felt that. I was no longer performing. I was simply being.
At 80, I took up watercolour painting. I painted flowers from my garden, old hats from my youth, and faces I remembered from the London Underground. Each painting was a quiet memory made visible.
Now, at 95, I write letters by hand. I’m learning to bake rye bread. I still breathe deeply every morning. I still adore laughter — though I no longer try to make anyone laugh. I love the quiet more than ever.
I’m writing this to tell you something simple:
Growing older is not the closing act. It can be the most exquisite chapter — if you let yourself bloom again.
Let these years ahead be your TREASURE YEARS.
You don’t need to be famous. You don’t need to be flawless.
You only need to show up — fully — for the life that is still yours.
With love and gentleness,
Patricia Routledge
*****
Once more, rest in peace. 🤍
Every aspect of Sir Christopher Lee's life is astonishing. He met Rasputin's assassins, witnessed the last guillotine execution, hunted Nazis, recorded a heavy metal album, spoke nine languages, was Ian Fleming's cousin (author of James Bond), and was the only actor in “The Lord of the Rings” films to have met J.R.R. Tolkien.
I’ll be on @BBCDevon tomorrow 11:45amish talking about the show with @akawoodlouse@BarbicanTheatre
https://t.co/E2vhLs25Ro
We’ll be raising as much money as we can for @JeremiahsJourne and here is one of the reasons why 😁
https://t.co/j1G0MuTi5A