I had to use up my endo prescription supply of cocodamol on a throat abcess. Long shot, but if anyone happens to have any spare I would be so grateful.
Throat is also kicking off again, so it's just been a world of pain all night. – at Manchester, England
I once mentioned being positively inclined towards fireworks on social media. I'm telling you so you don't make the same mistake.
It's literally worse than voicing an opinion on cycling. – at Manchester, England
My manky tonsil seems to be kicking off again, but I have a better plan of action this time:
1. Go to A&E promptly if I have good reason to suspect quincy is back for the third time
2. If they discharge me with antibiotics and no pain relief, simply jump out of the window
Looking at De Zerbi still makes my stomach lurch. I know that, apparently, the reasonable position is to embrace The Great Forgetting. But some things cannot be unheard. They are too depressingly familiar not to latch onto more deeply embedded neural anchors.
Sam Whyte retweeted
2026 is the year to dress your baby up as former President of the Soviet Union Mikhail Gorbachev.
If the audio of Greenwood attempting to rape his partner is insufficient evidence for you then nothing will ever convince you.
This has uncovered a level of rape denial I didn't know existed.
You heard it. We all heard it. If you didn't it's because you chose not to.
Right, I am trying to prove a point to someone.
Those of you from Merseyside or West Lancs, complete this jingle if you are able to ...
🎵Buy a bike
Buy a bike
Come down to
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Bumped into a lad I sometimes see in the shop and chat to about football. He's a big Man U fan.
As our eyes met to acknowledge each other, he preemptively declared "shoot the lot of them." – at Manchester, England
