Although it was only 230pm when I arrived home, Lord Viking demanded his din dins.

Although it was only 230pm when I arrived home, Lord Viking demanded his din dins.


One of the very few things I will miss about Facebook is the NZ Bug Identification group that I helped to run. I’ve always enjoyed the insect & arachnid world, and have become quite good at identifying the New Zealand varieties.
Some of the group members are pretty amazing photographers, so a while back I set up a public website dedicated to showcasing some of the stunning photography.
If you like critters, go and have a look at https://www.nzbugs.org/.
Raiders have breached the walls of Lord Viking’s castle. He investigates.

She pauses her licks to consider her place in the Universe. She decides that it is a good place.

I am a recent refugee from Facebook.
Since 2015 I’ve been liking it less and less. Something about the discourse has changed since then – it’s got uglier, more polarised and absolutely zero-nuanced – so basically like how I imagine Twitter (of which I have never partaken) to be.
So I have left it behind.
Time to pretend it’s back to the early 2000s, when blogs were all the rage, and that people care enough about my opinions to do more than scroll through their news feed. Anyway, let’s see.
I will post here what I used to post on Facebook, namely:

If you can stomach that sort of thing, then please feel free to follow this site using the links at the bottom of the page.
Thanks for reading.