Weeknotes 153: Stompy, stompy, stomp-stomp. Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.


1 October 2023


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Weeknotes 154: He’s a flirt, isn’t he? If ever you’ve hung something on a fence and wondered if it was futile, it’s not. Look at that bobby dazzler. We’re living in Schrodinger’s autumn.