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Found the younger child not-in-bed but dancing around his room, using his pyjamas as perhaps some kind of streamers or flags.
Me: "Why aren't you in bed?"
Him: "I'm sorry; I got distracted by how amazing I am."Hard to argue with that.
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Suddenly, there was the noise of somebody walking on our driveway. The doggo woke up and stood, alert, ready to defend the house from intruders. Unfortunately in her haste she forgot to put her tongue away.
Happy Eighth of Bleptember.
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A champagne-coloured French Bulldog stands in a room, next to a a black PC case. She's staring into the middle-distance, and her tongue is at full blep.
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It's the Seventh of Bleptember, and our dorky doggo has decided that this is somehow a comfortable position in which to take a nap.
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A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies on her back on a sofa, spreading herself across two blankets and contorting her body into an uncomfortable-looking twist. Her eyes are mostly-closed, and her tongue is sticking-out from between a gap in her teeth in her otherwise-closed mouth.
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I am Doggle. See me Blep.
Happy Sixth of Bleptember from this sofa-loving pupper.
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A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies upright on a blue-and-white patterned blanket, atop a grey sofa. She's looking into the camera with her ears pricked up, attentively, but her tongue's lazily stuck out of the left side of her mouth as if she's forgotten it's there.
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It's the Fifth of Bleptember, and our bleppy young lady is enjoying some reassurance that the team of tree surgeons working noisily on the other side of the road don't pose any threat to her.
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Close-up of a French Bulldog, lying in a basket, being petted by a white person's hand which is stroking her head and pushing back her ears. Her tongue is sticking out and to the side, clamped in her otherwise-closed mouth.
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Today, for the first time ever, I simultaneously published a piece of content across five different media: a Weblog post, a video essay, a podcast episode, a Gemlog post, and a Spartanlog post.
Must be about something important, right?
Nope, it's a meandering journey to coming up with a design for a £5 coin that will never exist. Delightfully pointless. Being the Internet I want to see in the world.
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It's the Fourth of Bleptember, but I couldn't help but share a photo from the Third, when our dog just couldn't find space for her tongue and her ball in her mouth at the same time... but soon found a workaround.
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In a grassy field, a satisfied-looking French Bulldog wearing a red jumper holds an orange ball in the left corner of her mouth, while her tongue hangs limply all the way out of the right side of her mouth.
Photo courtesy Lisa from Muddy Paws.
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It's the Third of Bleptember, and this routine-loving pupper is still confused by the fact that the elder child doesn't come on the school-run morning walk any more, instead leaving early to catch the bus to her new school. Look at those big anxious eyes, poor thing!
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A French Bulldog wearing a harness stands in a cluttered hallway, looking sideways through an open door. Her tongue is sticking slightly out.
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The Second of Bleptember brought back the morning school run into this doggo's routine. And while she was glad of the extra walk, she also seemed glad of the opportunity to lie down in a quiet, child-free hallway upon our return home.
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A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies on a rug, with her tongue sticking out almost enough to touch the floor.
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Bleptember's upon us once again, so I'll be attempting to snap a daily picture of my bleppy doggo with her tongue sticking out!
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A sleepy French Bulldog lies on a soft dog bed with her tongue sticking entirely out, lying on a pillowy edge.
This young lady is dog-tired after a long day of running around and playing, this First of Bleptember.
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The dog came out for a walk with the eldest kid and I, but we couldn't stop her sticking her head down rabbitholes!
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In a grassy field, a girl in a red dress and comfortable boots kneels with her head completely vanished down a rabbit hole.
(Oh, and the dog kept doing it, too.)
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Looking forward to the school run starting again next week... so I get a bonus excuses for walks around our beautiful village!
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Paddock with horses under a sky of mixed clouds and an arching rainbow.
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The cheese scones from
My local supermarket
Are hexagonal.It's not for packing.
Their film-covered rectangle
Leaves corner gaps.Are perhaps they made
In honeycomb baking tins?
Baked by bumblebee?Or else it's branding.
A visual identity.
Trying to sell more.A six-sided scone
Does not taste better to me,
Nor warm up faster.
The butter doesn't care
For the shape of your scone,
Mr. John Sainsbury.
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A crumbly hexagonal cheese scone, buttered, on a blue-and-white plate, with a single bite taken out of one half.
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Last month, my friend Gareth observed that the numbered lists in my blog posts "looked wrong" in his feed reader. I checked, and I decided I was following the standards correctly and it must have been his app that was misbehaving.
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App Store page for Unread: An RSS Reader by Golden Hill Software. What's New for version 4.5.2 includes a bullet point, highlighted, which reads 'This update improves display of articles from danq.me."
So he contacted the authors of Unread, his feed reader, and they fixed it. Pretty fast, I've got to say. And I was amused to see that I'm clearly now a test case because my name's in their release notes!
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Maybe I'm just hungry, but this morning's breakfast bagel with brie looks especially scrumptious, right?
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On a floral plate atop a wooden surface z an open sesame bagel contains an Escherian 'endless staircase' of sliced brie.