“Good evening. I wondered if you had a few minutes to talk about your car insurance. Also whether you had any Dreamies…” #notmycat

Oh no, a fincel.

If I knew anything about computational chemistry, and didn't already have a job I love, I'd definitely apply for this. David's group do fantastic work.

Service contract for my SAXS and I’d spend the change on borosilicate capillaries.

No, it’s not me.

Not only should you totally have this for your wedding day, you should also wear it for breakfast at the venue the next morning like my friend did and announce “I’M STILL A FUCKING PRINCESS” every time anyone asked her to do anything.

I leave Mr P at home for a few days and within 24 hours of me going, #notmycat has started letting herself in and waiting for him to come back from the shops.

Apparently #notmycat has commandeered the pineapple serving platter as her new bed…

When we come home, me and mr P play a game of “inside or outside” for #notmycat. Very much in this evening. 🍍

First time seeing actual Colin from Portsmouth in person this evening thanks to The Exploding Heads and he was everything I could have wanted. Love to the family, Colin, love to the family.

Just been given the heads up about next year’s GURT LUSH CHOIR repertoire this evening and, holy shit, are you all in for a treat in July 2025 at our summer concert. Also, Xmas singing plans just dropped and I’m *so* excited!

She’s had her brat summer and now we’re back. #notmycat

One of the most fun things about my new role is that I get to meet amazing ECRs across the Faculty. It’s even better when you find out that you went to the same tiny village high school, albeit 30 years apart.

Schrodinger’s #notmycat will use both and neither the door or cat flap to come in.