I feel like it's been a weird couple of years but the fact that Twitter has come together again for #Eurovision is a bit like bathing in radio 4. Nothing changes. All is well. The seasons turn. We all die. Life goes on.... It is somehow very soothing.
I’d love to go back to 1987 and tell all my Smiths fan friends who gave me all kinds of shit for not being a Smiths fan that by the 2020s not only would Morrissey have been cast into outer darkness as a bitter old racist, but Rick Astley would be the coolest motherfucker alive
@Pochyemu I mean, he was in the army, so surely he could go and be a bouncer now. Or private security. Perhaps he could be his own private security and save himself some money
Can someone please go back in time and show 15-year-old me this picture of my husband lying under our converted horsebox fixing a thing. Because she would be so fucking impressed.
(She would be less impressed that I tried to fix it first but couldn't get the spanner to fit.)
@clhubes A nurse said to me “You need to keep yourself hydrated” and I looked at her, incredulous, and said “I have a 6 week old and a 3 year old” as if managing a drink of water was an entirely unreasonable suggestion 😆
@Sara_Rose_G Thank you for sharing this experience. It helps all of us to bring it into the light and take the power of shame away. I'm sorry it happened to you though.