Read the Facebook comments written by Sandie Peggie, the transphobic & racist nurse currently being championed by TERFs. Then ask yourself: if you were a person with Pakistani heritage and you were in hospital, would you feel happy & confident being looked after by this woman?
Ruth Elleson
@ruthelleson.bsky.social
Church/choral musician (alto), massive opera nerd, surtitle operator, and project planner working in public transport. Idiots not tolerated. She/her.
One of the less appealing things about living within earshot of Central London is when you can hear Big Ben in the distance, counting the hours of your insomnia 🙉 (The wind must have been blowing exactly the right way, as I could even hear the quarter-chimes, which is unusual!)
Thursday afternoon: work social event in Hyde Park (near Knightsbridge Barracks). Thursday eve: Prom, 19:00 start. Sweet people of Bluesky - where am I eating, quickly, in between? I’m happy to throw a few ££ at the problem, but the issue is the dearth of tasty and speedy food places in the area.
2027 season announcement from @operahollandpark.bsky.social : Simon Boccanegra The Pirates of Penzance Norma (in concert) Le nozze di Figaro La rondine
Foreign students in large groups in London! Move DOWN the train, don’t block people getting on and off, and if you dump your backpack on my foot, you’re merely challenging me as to how hard I can kick it.
I’m unsure of the economics of bringing prestigious visiting orchestras to the Proms, but it’s interesting to look on their website and see swathes of unsold Stalls seats for a concert whose ticket prices made me blanch and caused me to book a much worse seat than usual.
My bank has an entirely unrealistic view of my income, for some reason. This account requires £5,000 a month being paid in if I don’t want to incur fees… (Even with shifting things around mid-month, and friends reimbursing me for opera tickets I’ve bought on my credit card, I’m nowhere near!)
No shit, I'd wager she didn't put herself in the damn suitcase...
Greek police probe 'foul play' in death of woman found in suitcase
This is just to say I have OCRed the text thet was in tne arch:ve and whicb yov were prabaldy seamhing for "breahtast" Fargme ms fheg mem debo:w5 sb ?mccf mmb 5c oc1b
Current mood: at ROH Bohème (brilliant) having survived all afternoon on alcohol and wedding cake… and on nipping out during the interval, found my relied-upon source of food has CLOSED DOWN. Returning to the auditorium hungry and hoping to stay awake.
Thanks to the kind donation of an unused ticket from @oberonsghost.bsky.social, my ears are now RINGING from having been sitting right between the organ pipes and all the extra brass at the end of Pines of Rome 😍
I am well aware of how “oh no, my lobster is too buttery” a take this is, but after four country-house opera trips in three weekends, I am truly looking forward to next weekend when I do not have to get my shit together to go anywhere.
“One of the abiding legacies of Britain’s shift to the right in the 1970s was the idea that there was no difference between the government and a household... If Burnham is serious about rolling back neoliberalism, he needs to start by challenging this entirely wrong-headed idea.”
📢 THIS 🔽 www.theguardian.com/commentisfre...
One for the collectors: Gothic Opera’s production for Hallowe’en 2026 is Halévy’s “La dame de pique”. bac.org.uk/whats-on/la-...
La Dame de Pique | Battersea Arts Centre
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There is a small subgroup of men who simultaneously think you should sack the England manager if one tactical decision doesn't result in winning the World Cup but also forgive anything a centrist politician does, even if it results in them plunging in the polls. Or wrecking lives.
Well THIS is worse than the fact that the app messages me at 3am to tell me, in the past tense, that I didn’t have a good night’s sleep… I used to find my Fitbit so useful. Why does Google AI have to make everything shit?
alcoholic trying to get sober after a relapse tells Google's "Health Coach" about it. it tells them to drink every hour and messages them to make sure they're drinking as soon as they wake up.
Could the attention-seeking twat, shouting inanities at every minister as they walk into No.10, to the extent that no other media can even do interviews within earshot, shut the fuck up? Ta very much.
At last! Pleasant, temperate country-house opera weather. On my way to Longborough with three friends, to see three other friends in Tristan und Isolde.
This is LITERALLY the same as the point I was making about AI in a strategy discussion at work today (from quite a specialised, non-minimum-wage perspective). You can use AI effectively for some things, but at least for now, you still need a human professional to take the role of bullshit filter.
I'm Assembly Line Engineer for a confectionery company. If you ever see a product marketed as hand finished it means we couldn't get the machine to do something without fucking the cake up and it was cheaper to pay someone minimum wage to put the little flowers on or whatever.
Also, I am gonna say something that is obvious to everyone but Mark Zuckerberg. You are better off in climate hell in a community with people who care and are dedicated to your survival than in the slickest bunker with every piece of tech possible and people who hate your guts.
we are now in a place where the Church is (correctly) calling the Labour Party out for being hostile to queer folk, so, that’s something else
Well done +Nick Chamberlain (Bishop of Grantham) for raising the point that the UK is becoming increasingly hostile to LGBTQ people and that we are backsliding badly. We need to move beyond polarisation, stop hiding behind process, and show compassion and solidarity. #GeneralSynod
“Forty-eight. It’s not fair. I’m too old. It’s against the law.” The perfect quote from my birthday trip to Billy Budd…
About to break my usual rule of “no more than 1 country house opera trip in any single summer weekend”. I’d thought as far ahead as making sure I didn’t have to plan picnics for two days in a row, but there are some sartorial logistics I hadn’t considered…
I spoke to Mitch McConnell for twenty minutes today and he said, “I leave the mills in Signa to my dear friend Gianni Schicchi.”
I’m at the Shaftesbury Theatre in the middle of watching Avenue Q, in which Rod’s nose fell off halfway through My Girlfriend Who Lives In Canada, leaving the entire cast (especially Jonathan Carlton as Nicky) helpless with laughter for a considerable period 😆😆😆😆😆
In Romford - an occasional Evensong destination - and I’m reminded of the fact that there is a bus route here (the 174) whose destination blind says “Harold Hill”, which immediately triggers my brain into singing Seventy-Six Trombones. I imagine if one lives round here, that stops after a while!