I’m in the Basque Country. I’ll be honest; I thought it would be sexier than this.

Well, there's this. theonion.com/cybertruck-own…

Today is already the windiest Wednesday since records began.

Number 10 says you can all go home. Have a day indoors, drinking Tizer. Their treat.

As it's not as miserable as Sinden out, I might treat myself to a training ride this evening (no, on the bike). If 'treat' can be said to involve the dry heaves and sweating like a race horse. And I think we both know it can.

Oh, Jesus Christ, this is too awful. 18 years old: bbc.co.uk/sport/cycling/…

Remembering Felix Dexter, who sadly died 11 years ago today, aged just 52. Ready For Flex Style, featuring Colin McFarlane🙏🏽🇺🇦 #TheFastShow

This is a remarkable piece of writing: samharris.substack.com/p/literally-an…

Good in principle; bad in Chiswick.

Another four years of orange slapstick and trade tariffs.

Pigeons (17-10-2018): You see that railway bridge? Granddad cried. I was born Under that. Where do eggs come from? Mandy asked. Granddad pecked uneasily at a chip. ...ask your mother.

Children ardent for some desperate glory.

Is it poor form to give someone a can of Oranjeboom for Secret Santa?

That episode of Friends where they all get chlamydia off Morph.

Yes, I'm over on Bluesky (@miserykippers.bsky.social). Don't pull faces. I'm as late and cynical an adopter as you'll find, but it really is lovely. It just looks and works like this place used to.

“They discovered only a small asteroid inhabited by a solitary old man who claimed repeatedly that nothing was true, though he was later discovered to be lying.” #MakeMagratheaGreatAgain

I’ve got the ’taste’ this evening. Send help.

I spent most of the weekend in the north and didn't eat a single pie, not one. I've moved on.

I'm wearing Birkenstocks and a foil blanket.

I'm back in County Clare, the Vegas of drizzle.