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Your Padders/Parker to her Pattricia/Penelope perhaps? As a youngster, I wanted to be another Jackson Pollock or David Hockney, but alas, no talent. These days I'd like to be a detective fiction writer but I'm no Ian Rankin or Raymond Chandler either. Fortunately, I'm enthused by my current occupation enough that I look forward to a working day (or night).

Man-made object spotted on Mars this week. https://www.space.com/42731-insight-mars-lander-space-photos-mro.html

I'll eat a slice of cold pizza and wash it down with warm beer.

My most recent favourites have been 'Inspector Montalbano' and 'Spiral' (both on Beeb 4), and I'm currently enjoying the rerun on Talking Pictures of the mid60s/mid70s series, 'Public Eye'. PS: I'm a fan of 'Rebus' too.

A chullo, perhaps?

When us kids came in filthy from playing, our mam would say: "You're as black as Newgate's knocker", or: "You're as black as your hat". At the time, I used to wonder what " Snewgates snocker" was. I haven't heard these sayings for a while.

I have 'A Saucerful of Secrets'. S/G.

There was a Waterhouses pickle business, but I don't know if they were based in Kelham Island. https://imgur.com/a/EUpsLen

A catalogue for formal tailored shirts. I ask you: for a slob of a blob? Don't you just love algorithms?

Wandered into the road in an inebriated state. (Somehow, I manage to keep to the pavement by holding on to fences and hedges.)

Following on from former deputy chairwoman, Suzanne Evans, quitting UKIP yesterday in protest at the leadership of Gerard Batten and his association with Tommy Robinson.

The Brothers Arms (ex Shakespeare). Another excellent Heeley pub.

I occasionally wear silver but don't own enough pieces to form a stack.

Harboured thoughts about being harangued by a "bossy boots".

Wended my way to a tattoo studio. X