Norbert Erratic

@euphemissed.bsky.social

Non-bio bio. Twitter exile, I hope that explains everything. Northerner exiled. Which might explain a lot too.

Stansted Airport and my nearer home city are twats. First time using Stansted since they were taken over and within weeks they are hacked with important info. Fined heavily and compo to affected I feel is the only way to get companies more serious about data security. Would appreciate experts view.

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"could" doing a lot of heavy lifting there. And I wonder where they plucked the highlighted in red £5m from... So pathetic. Mind you so are the right wingers that fall for it. The Sussexes are just used as clickbait nowadays IMHO.

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Brilliant letter from Stuart Thompson to Jeremy Clarkson about his comments that benefit claimants should write weekly thank you letters to tax payers detailing how they spend their benefits each week.

I am reminded of the five questions Tony Benn said we should ask of our politicians; 1. What power have you got? 2. Where did you get it from? 3. In whose interests do you exercise it? 4. To whom are you accountable? 5. And how can we get rid of you? In answer to number 5. vote Bin Face!

I’ve been standing stock still in this wood for about 10 minutes while I mess about with a photo on my phone. I look up, notice the shape, and slowly crouch down to film This has made me so happy I feel I could cry. It’s as close to magic as I hope to get.

I've decided to compile a definitive thread of photos of the best trees I've photographed during my walks in the countryside, together with supporting biographical information. I will put the vital story associated with each tree in the alt text, since some of it is a little long to fit in a post.

A man I met high in the Peak District who, due to crimes he would not disclose to me, had been turned into two conjoined Sycamore trees by a coven of witches and condemned to spend eternity waving his useless branch hands at the cold, cruel sky.

I've decided to compile a definitive thread of photos of the best cattle I've photographed during my walks in the countryside, together with supporting biographical information. I will put the vital info about all the cattle in the alt text, since some of it is a little long to fit in a post.

A highland cow who has seven beers since lunchtime, walked a new way home, realised she is lost, and decided the best option for the time being is to go to sleep, using a moorland boulder as a pillow.