Long story short, Last year I bought a load of factory clothing from 1930s Nîmes, still bundled up and in the original starch. In the street. I love them, and today, walking WH 2 people stopped me to ask where I got my jacket. Plus one more yesterday. Hashtag accidental hipster.
If it's ok with you I would like to share an interaction about my book, Born.
Brief reappearance from the depths - just want to say that if you have a rescue dog and they don't understand playing with toys, or play in general (Whitney doesn't), it's not you, it's the previous shitty owners. For the first 2 years of their lives. You can't take that out of them.
Oof, pals, the book is in the wild in the US soon, but it seems they may like it.
One of the things I love with this house, is that you can get up, put your pedal to the metal, and be in Barcelona for lunch.
Up and on, and the house knocked at me. I know, sounds weird, but as the season changes, the house makes her own noises. Knocking is one of them. She's 821 years old and full of life.
In not too long a time, I will be invited to see the transformation of the NoL's house with the new people. They are LOVELY and love the house and his spirit. Huge changes, and it's gonna be a challenge. But a good one.
WH, who is such a criminal that she was found on a road, trying to get home after a 24km solo hike, as we were on a mountain, I'd had it shouting and crying and walking and gone home, wants another walk. She was trotting along the road home.
Right, let's go pals, another thing that could only happen in the Inglisverse.
People who make VERY IMPORTANT PHONE CALLS IN PUBLIC should meet a.special end. Particularly when you realise it was 3.minutes of voicemail.
Today of all days, I am missing the NoL. Does anyone have time for a story, pals?
More party pictures coming in. Because who doesn't celebrate a book with a lot of pig and crisps, in a church? The jamon was decimated, btw, which is exactly how it should be. Well done, gang.
We turned out the chandelier last night and it was like the last moments of Cheers. No, we're closed.
Lucy Inglis@lucyinglis.bsky.social · last yr.Turn off the gold light switch for the chandelier and slam the door really hard as long as you have taken out the rubbish! Probably the best life advice ever.
Turn off the gold light switch for the chandelier and slam the door really hard as long as you have taken out the rubbish! Probably the best life advice ever.
Sarah Tregear@sarahlat.bsky.social · last yr.So pleased to have made it to @lucyinglis.bsky.social launch of Born with C last night. Also proud that someone thought I was responsible enough to turn the lights off and make sure the door was locked after.
I think you will all (most of you) be immensely proud of me that last night - bearing in mind I know zero about football - someone made me sign their copy of BORN for a friend with 'West Ham are still shit'. In the house of God. People have no respect.
Behold, the one woman invasion from the kingdom of Lilliput! (It was a great night pals, thanks to everyone who made it.)
Kat Brown@katbrownwrites.com · last yr.This delighted competition winner was thrilled to have a Twitter émigrés reunion to launch @lucyinglis.bsky.social new book. Unutterably chic to have an entire jamón for canapés. I have eaten my monthly allowance of ham and used my monthly allowance of the accent key.
For whatever reasons, Mr I & I have skin in the Ukraine game, and Ukrainians LOVE a pet. Cats, dogs, budgies, squirrels, name it, they love it. So Mr I today has been walking a cat on a lead. With a boxer dog.
Got chatting on the train back from Edinburgh with a pair of Indian doctors who'd just flown in the Dubai, and a yogi from Wales, as you fucking do. And the yogi read us her poem about the reversal of Roe v Wade and I did a big pause. It's unbelievable. Mr I, who has no time to any nonsense went 🆗
My author copies for BORN arrived today! People do unboxing videos but that's not exactly my style. I'm going to gift wrap one and walk it up to our 85yo chain smoking pal in Spitalfields. He's a backgammon champion. His doormat says, 'I like it dirty'.
Someone congratulated me on my achievements as an 'amateur historian'. And complimented my research methods. For a nanosecond I took it badly, then I decided, only bring it on.
People quite often ask me if I employ researchers as the scope of my research is so wide. I cannot imagine a world where I would do that. I do that.
Thanks to EVERYONE who came to my event at Edinburgh Book Festival. I had an absolute ball and all the questions were super and on. point. which is no small feat. Plus, the sun was shining in Edinburgh, so that was glorious.
a little girl wearing sunglasses and a blue dress is dancing in a hallway .
ALT: a little girl wearing sunglasses and a blue dress is dancing in a hallway .
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Without wanting to get into it, an actual baby I did her swim babies fucking nonsense is now some hip hop all the rage. I'm too old for all of this.
Pals, as there's a lot to do, WH is staying on her little farm where they breed water spaniels. IKR. She's stayed there before, and has a perfect little wendy house of her own to sleep in, tons of pals and a woodland to explore, but I can't stop myself from looking around for her.
Back in the pool today. Did my mile, and in the changing room a lady said this was her recovery dip, chatting and she said, I ran 103 miles in the dark over the weekend. OK THEN.
Sightings in the wild of your books are so random. Mr I was on the Tube once with a man reading Milk, and he got up as he left and said to the man, My wife wrote that book. Strong departure.
Lucy Inglis@lucyinglis.bsky.social · last yr.FIRST SIGHTING IN THE WILD. Not even I've seen it yet!
FIRST SIGHTING IN THE WILD. Not even I've seen it yet!
Lee Randall@leerandall.bsky.social · last yr.Babe. Xxxx
A periodical reminder that when the shit hits the fan, the NHS shows up. It is the benchmark of a society. Yes, it has its flaws, assholes, and awful moments but it is marvellous.
