“You’ve got a tiny little bit of food stuck to the side of your mouth…”
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Not half the man he used to be.
My avatar is a selfie, lying on the grass in Glastonbury, wearing a flowery £2 charity shop blouse and some £5 sunglasses.
Hobbies: expensive designer couture, obvs. Home automation. Jigsaws. Seething. Wokeflake.
Passion: cooking. From a 65-dish Georgian (the period) Christmas dinner to a deep dive into Georgian (the country) cuisine sparked by a random mention of khmeli suneli.
Work: Project management.
Pronouns | He/him |
“You’ve got a tiny little bit of food stuck to the side of your mouth…”
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I have only been to #Veeraswamy #restaurant (apparently the oldest surviving #IndianRestaurant in the #UK) twice, but because I am on the mailing list of a restaurant chain with the same owners, I got this today because their landlord wants them out:-
"Please sign a petition to King Charles III and our landlords, the Crown Estate, to renew the lease of Veeraswamy at its current premises where it has operated with distinction for 99 years."
whenever i see a restaurant advertising “po’ boys” i don’t think about the actual food but instead start thinking about an Edgar Allen Poe based street gang that go around in a modern street version of edwardian garb.
Po’ boy 1 *standing over a rival Coleridge based gang member*: “yo, this motherfucker’s foot-falls tinkled on our tufted floor.”
Po’ boys 2 *pulling gun and shooting* : “fuckin’ nevermore, you ancient ass mariner.”