Deej Sullivan

Completely blanking on a question in this morning's job interview probably not a good thing, but I did end up showing off pictures of Cooper dog to the interview panel, which definitely screams "hire me immediately", right? Right??

Down in Plymouth, we're all known as scranners

Now reading: The American Waterland

I absolutely adored this novel. Was considering checking out the film (Jeremy Irons and Ethan Hawke seemed promising) until I read that they'd switched the location from the Fens to fucking Pittsburgh?? Unforgivable.

Plymouth Argyle fans bringing the party to Massachusetts! 🇺🇸💚 From a massive watch party to Pilgrim Pete causing absolute chaos, the Argyle faithful are making their presence felt across the pond! 😂

I feel like I'm losing my mind watching modern football sometimes. Booking a player for a challenge that would have been a foul if he'd made contact and, you know, actually fouled the player (which he didn't) is wild. A goal coming from the resulting free kick is salt in the wound.

Oh god I'm going to watch Manchester United again aren't I

How's that war on drugs working out for you? "Wastewater analysis suggests people in England consumed 123,000kg of cocaine in 2024-25, a rise of 26% since 2021. That’s equivalent to roughly 2.5bn lines of cocaine, at an estimated street value of almost £10bn"

A typical Saturday night in my mid-to-late thirties.

Stevenage 2-0 Portsmouth

Today started at 6am with Cooper throwing up the stick he ate yesterday. It got somewhat better.

I've been performatively reading this all over town. It's fucking great.

Digger was fucking great what the hell. It's like if Don't Look Up was actually well written/directed/acted and mixed with a pinch of Synecdoche, New York and Dr Strangelove. Banger of a movie.

I've just seen that Plymouth Parkway have made it to the FA Cup 1st round for the first time in their history. Bleddy geddon you Bolitho Park beys, please draw Exeter at home and batter them 🙏

Right, well, the football was shit, but I've high hopes for the book.

Probably should have warned you all that it's my birthday weekend, so Argyle aren't allowed to win. Soz.

Just back from an estuary walk during which a random dog bit me on the arse. Cooper-dog offered no help at all but was fed fistfuls of treats by the bitey dog's extremely apologetic owner, so at least he did quite well out of it. Staying home with football and a book remains undefeated.

I lasted two hours at Ginsters before I walked out.

Assuming the post-covid/flu jab position: sofa bed, dog, big screen YouTube. I will be moving as little as possible for the next 48 hours whilst my immune system has it's traditional meltdown.

An impossible task, so I chose nine of my favorites from the ~100 books I've read since the beginning of last year instead. It's been a good run. myninebooks.com

The Premier League is continuing its decent into absolute farce. They shouldn't be in the league, let alone winning it.

Told you so.

Smart tactic from Bentancur tbh. United always lose against ten men.

Honestly feel bad for Spurs. They should have scored five by now.

I knew United were in trouble but I didn't think they were in "making Spurs look like Barcelona" trouble. This is an horrific watch.

Season's readings from Dead Ink books #beastsofengland

Pepple injured; all hope lost

I remember when I found out that most people do this, it's one of the many moments in adulthood that have made me look back and think "oh we really were quite poor weren't we?" Never noticed at the time. Still only butter one slice.

Still time for Bim Pepple to come on and score six in the second half 🤞

I'm full of admiration for Argyle's away support on the whole, but anyone who's traveling to Newport on a Tuesday night in October for a Jersey Mike's Subs Trophy group match is in dire need of an intervention. I hope we smash them for you lunatics, 2017 style. #pafc

I've been in a minor reading rut over the past few weeks, picking up lots of books, reading a few pages and losing interest very quickly. Yesterday I picked up Cannery Row and just inhaled it in one go. Steinbeck is the fucking man.

That'll do. We're on our way.

Bim effing Pepple

Happy National Poetry Day. My old pal, one-time Totnesian drinking buddy, and book-recommender extraordinaire Alice O'Malley recently published Ecotone, her debut poetry book, and it is absolutely exquisite. Available from Black Cat Poetry Press: www.blackcatpress.co.uk/product-page...

Big beautiful beach day

Why is Bim Pepple in Nice? Don't scare me

To the surprise of no one, the Embankment Road footbridge is still not open. The council have given up the pretence of claiming an end date, but have put up CCTV, alongside a new sign exclaiming the benefits of the path that's now been closed for over 100 days with no end in sight.

Criminals, cheats, and liars. They've robbed the exchequer, brought the national sport into disrepute, and shown zero remorse. Expel them from the league and wind them up now.

Happy 'Dogs-allowed-on-beaches-again' Day to all who celebrate

Finally a rainy Autumnal evening walk. I thought I'd never see the day.

My first ever proper visit to Tinside (it was closed for my entire childhood, I'm a "learnt to swim at Ballards" Janner) and I got to take Cooper in with me. They have a dog day every year for the final session before closing for winter. Bloody brilliant idea.

Couldn't hit a donkey's arse with a frying pan #argyle #pafc