Bob Fry

My final word on AI Open the pod bay doors, please Hal. I’m sorry Dave. I’m afraid I can’t do that.

Time for a round of ‘you can only pick one’. Which will it be? (Would you ‘like’ or rt this one please, so it doesn’t get buried 🙏)

"What!" Beowulf, 2010 Sung-Il Lee 🇺🇸

27/10/26 - nocturn

Weather Report: calmer, fresher. An exciting meeting of keen naturalists in the morning. Fallow bucks belching their equivalent of roaring, behind Northcroft Farm. A walk up haunted Granny’s Lane & a breathtaking Woodcock Moon from the hill. This storied place. Emotional Weather: energised 

There’s been plenty of Black Cat appreciation for Black Cat Appreciation Day and we’ve only got 2 of our wee Black Cat prints left. Head over to our website and give a home to a lovely little Black Cat. Only £10 each. www.cutfromtheland.co.uk/product/wee-...

A slow singer, but loading each phrase With history's overtones, love, joy And grief learned by his dark tribe In other orchards and passed on Instinctively as they are now, But fresh always with new tears. R.S. Thomas. A Blackbird Singing.

"Attenzione" (Attention) Beowulf, 1987 Ludovica Koch 🇮🇹

Friends Of Derek (FOD) Unseen Photographs of Derek Jarman and Prospect Cottage.

I shall join with Nina and Rachel with a Book Cover Of the Day. How about this classic Sidney Sime dust jacket for Arthur Machen's 'House Of Souls', 1906? #ArthurMachen #Machen #weirdfiction #BookChatWeekly #booksky

David Lynch. The Factory Photographs. These black-and-white photographs exude Lynch‘s fascination with factories, his obsession with smokestacks, chimneys, machinery, darkness and mystery. Derelict monuments of industrialisation.

Remember the devastating “mysterious” deaths of all the crustaceans in the north east? These reports explain what was going on.

Never forget that the Tory party actually voted in this pernicious, loopy, narcissistic ninny.

"Res" (Indeed) Beowulf, 1996 Marjan Strojan 🇸🇮

British Birds and their Nests ‘Goldfinch’ (1953) Artist: Allen Seaby

Our #ThickTrunkTuesday star this week is this magnificent beech tree. Even on a wet grey day it was glowing.

"Not for the proud man apart From the raging moon I write On these spindrift pages Nor for the towering dead With their nightingales and psalms" Dylan Thomas was born #otd 1914 🎨 Ceri Richards (1941)

Book Cover of the Day:

#Folklore Number 3 from my collection of the Legends of Britain cigarette cards (from 1936). The Mermaid of Zennor. Click on the images for the full picture.

Where do amoebæ give their speeches? On their pseudopodia.

Brilliant

& 1st weeknight running on winter time - another warning of wind about to begin - a roll of greasy weather, but the powder blue of it, indigo flare over hills, the bruise of it pricked by lights, the living-in, moving with

Full moon night. Impeccable! 成全

Only 3% of our wildflower meadows are left. Please share this post if you agree we should give pollinating insects a fighting chance by growing wildflowers in our gardens, communities, towns and countryside, and by avoiding pesticides and weedkillers 🐝

"Hear, Listen" Beowulf, 1987 Julian Glover 🇬🇧

A new #UrbanPrehistory blog post on #Glasgow deep time - the discovery of a probable fragment of Neolithic polished stone axe at the #Camphill excavations this summer was a rare & significant discovery in a city of few axes… theurbanprehistorian.wordpress.com/2026/10/26/g...

"Hark" Beowulf: The New Translation, 2014 Gerald Davis 🇬🇧

RIP Walter Koenig. Excellent as Chekhov & Bester.

"Beyond the Wild Wood comes the wild world," said the Rat" (Kenneth Grahame) 🎨 Tuesday Riddell #owlishmonday

Death victorious by Augusto Roma, 1915. He is wearing a stylish shroud decorated with art deco owls (or at least they look deco to me, although it is a bit early for the movement). #OwlishMonday #owl #31DaysOfHalloween #Spooktober #artdeco

There was a time my bit of ground Made freeman of the slave, The ass no pounder'd dare to pound When I his supper gave. The gipsy's camp was not afraid, I made his dwelling free, Till vile enclosure came, and made A parish slave of me. The Lament of Swordy Well. John Clare.

Parch Marks is a cli fi novel with a dual narrative - near future and Middle Bronze age, with some folk horror elements. Archaeologist Eva Sinclair excavates a mysterious massacre #Halloween #HalloweenReads Pumpkin carved by @motiblackart.bsky.social www.gold.ac.uk/goldsmiths-p...

"Oi!" Beowulf, 1990 Sophia Conner 🇬🇧

#Folklore Number 2 from my collection of the Legends of Britain cigarette cards (from 1936). The Legend of Dozmary Pool. Click on the images for the full picture.

The Gentle Author has kindly republished a piece of mine today @thegentleauthor #Spitalfields #SpitalfieldsLife #ghosts spitalfieldslife.com/2026/10/26/g...

Day 26, accident. On the 17 June 1917 the German L48 Zeppelin was shot down, burst into flames and fell slowly down to Theberton, #Suffolk. Thanks to the slow descent, 3 men survived. The dead were originally buried in the churchyard, these remains are shown in the porch #31DaysOfGraves

Posties say it's still happening every single day. Just signed this, have a look: the.organise.network/campaigns/ne...

#OwlishMonday metamorphosis

Niche - but I like it.

"¡Oíd!" (Listen!) Beowulf, 1986 Luis Lerate and Jesus Lerate 🇪🇸

A great story from Ray Newman; or is it a story? A friend of my cousin reckons he met the 598 man when doing his paper round in the 80’s.

#OTD 26 Oct 1976 #punk The Damned, Victoria Palace Theatre. 4 days after the release of New Rose, the first punk single. First sight of safety pins & chains, bin bags & bondage strides. A few numbers and then Rat kicked over the drums and the Captain said ‘Looks like we’re finished then’

“Liminal (adj.): An empty corridor. Also an empty school, car park or swimming pool. GNoH has made the case that liminal horror really lives in the back of the shop. In most reviews it now means any space with strip lights and no people in it, which covers a fair bit of Scotland on a Sunday night.”