Paul Emanuelli

Author of AVON STREET - Historical Novel set in Bath in 1850.

[Madrid Xtra @MadridXtra]

🚨 BREAKING: A shooting has happened near England’s World Cup base in Missouri.

Nine people have suffered injuries. @TheAthleticFC

[Paul Emanuelli @UnpubWrites]

@usanewshq Tantrum Trump.

[Aaron Rupar @atrupar]

Here's the full chain of events that led to Trump storming out of his interview with Kristin Welker, beginning with her pressing him on the weaponization fund, continuing with her pointing out the baselessness of his "rigged election" lies, and concluding with him calling her "crooked or stupid" and leaving

[The Intellectualist @highbrow_nobrow]

"You're either crooked or you're stupid…Your elections are crooked. You're crooked. Meet The Press is crooked. And so is ABC, and CBS, and CNN…Alright…I've had enough. Thank you, darling. Have a good time."

- POTUS, 79, has tantrum, leaves interview.

[arf @arf84648947]

This is what Brexit was all about - so rich people could become much richer.

[Inevitable_GB_News (TWAT ACCOUNT) @GBNews23653867]

🚨Four out of the six arrested #FarageRiot-ers only turn out to be Reform UK councillors. Great work by @YoungBobRB aiding the police with some great footage!!!

https://t.co/ECh793eerz

[Martina Navratilova @Martina]

lol

[BonkDaCarnivore @BonkDaCarnivore]

What's amazing to me is that, 10 years apart, there are the exact same clouds in the exact same positions.

DC truly is a magical place

[Buitengebieden @buitengebieden]

Leafy seadragon.. 😊

[Michelle Cowbourne @Glastomichelle]

I spotted a couple of poppies in amongst the thistles today on Glastonbury Tor. It brought a bit of colour to a very grey day.

[Dr Helen Fry | WWII Historian @DrHelenFry]

Did you know that the first women to land on the Normandy beachhead in June 1944 were nurses of Queen Alexandra’s Imperial Nursing Service?

Their task was to establish a field hospital for 600 wounded soldiers.

They succeeded.

Please remember these heroines who saved lives:

[peaklass @peaklass1]

Did you know that the collective noun for ducks on the ground is a Waddling?! Sometimes the English language just gets it right. This was one of those moments when I felt like I'd stepped from the Peak District lane and right into the pages of a Beatrix Potter book, watching this lovely waddling of ducks enjoying the sunshine and flowers.

This image is featured in my hardback book of photographs and words, 'A Quiet Light'. It's 152 pages of Peak District beauty, arranged seasonally, printed on the highest quality paper, perfect to dip into whenever you need a little countryside calm. Priced at £24.95 + UK P&P.

https://t.co/tJxYXbDXnl

📍 Peak District, England

[Parody Nigel Farage @Parody_PM]

Thankyou JD Vance, we have so much to learn from America.

[Nature Unedited @NatureUnedited]

This is a gray Ezo squirrel, a subspecies of the Eurasian red squirrel found on the Japanese island of Hokkaido

[Nature Unedited @NatureUnedited]

If an otter held my hand, it would cure me of everything... 🥹❤️

[Michelle Cowbourne @Glastomichelle]

Rainbow circle. Photo taken on Glastonbury Tor a few days ago. Blowing a gale and torrential rain this morning.

[癒される動物 @cutest_animal1]

小鳥の夫婦の平和な日常

[David Steel @SteelySeabirder]

Blustery start on the Isle of May but a good day for these fellas…

[Nature Unedited @NatureUnedited]

This black squirrel sitting in the snow in Canada is absolutely beautiful

[SONS OF LIBERTY -MAGA MOVEMENT !!! @eagameover]

GOD BLESS YOU SIR 🫵🏻🫡
My respect 96 years .
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AMERICAN MADE .

The GOAT !!

Clint Eastwood Said Something About Getting Old That Stopped Me Cold.
Aging is not gentle.
You are still here. Still present. Still watching the world move. But the body that carried you through everything - the wars, the work, the wildness of youth - begins to ask for more than you can give it. Joints that never complained now speak up in the morning. Eyes that once took in everything now flinch at the light. Breathing, which never required a single thought, starts needing little pauses.
But none of that is the hardest part.
The hardest part is the quiet.
At a certain age, you reach for the phone and remember there is no one left to call.
The people who knew you when you were young - who remembered the same summers, the same streets, the same faces
- are gone. One by one, then all at once, until the memories you carry have no one left to share them with.
So you tell the stories anyway.
To whoever will listen. With a little more color than perhaps the truth deserves. With a touch of pride you've earned and a grief you don't always name. You know the person across from you wasn't there. You know they can't quite feel it the way you do.
But you tell them. Because the telling is the holding on.
Those stories are not just memories. They are the proof that a life was lived. That people were loved. That things mattered.
And if no one asks for them - you offer them anyway, quietly, like setting something down on a table and hoping someone picks it up.
Old age is not simply what happens to a face or a body.
It is memory looking for a place to rest.
And what an older person needs - more than advice, more than solutions, more than someone telling them how to feel - is simply someone willing to sit down, be still, and listen.
Not to fix anything.
Just to be there.
That is the whole gift. And it costs nothing.
~Wild Whispers .