I thought you’d like to know how it ended.

Don’t worry. I’m back on it. I’ll let you know when I hit 105.
I thought you’d like to know how it ended.

Don’t worry. I’m back on it. I’ll let you know when I hit 105.
Let me show you this.

This is the end screen from a silly online Tetris-type game I play. It’s a daily game where you get one go at it and you either win or lose, and then that’s it for the next 24 hours. I’ve been playing it in idle moments for ages now.
Last year I got a win streak of 80 days before I got distracted and missed a day. Then I kept trying to get my numbers back up, trying to hit that 80 day streak and beat it, and kept failing.
On Friday 9 May this year I got sent back to the start again, and thought it was time I got serious about it. I set a daily reminder on my phone so I wouldn’t forget. Thanks to my reminder, every day since then I’ve remembered to play it, and I got closer and closer to beating that magic 80 day streak.
On Sunday night I was having trouble with a website on my phone so I went into the settings and cleared my browser cache. It deleted my browsing history and my cookies.
On Monday morning I went to play my silly online Tetris game, and when I finished, I got the screen you see above.
Monday 28 July would have been day 80. But I’d deleted my cookies. That meant it was day 1.
I’ll get you, 80 day streak. I’ll see you on Wednesday 15 October. It’s a date.
This is an easy quiz. When did I take this photo?

What the hell is going on here? On returning to the scout hut after Christmas, we discovered this pictographic story on one of our white boards. What is it saying, and more importantly, what does it mean?

Theories so far range from vampire attack to complex honeytrap operations, but what do you think?
This sign at work has not been successful in its aims.

Presumably, at some point, another bin will be provided by whoever considers it vitally important that this little-used basement corridor always has a bin available at this precise location. When that happens I suggest they adopt one, some or all of the following suggestions for improved security:
I expect you’ve seen it by now, but my article was finally published in today’s Guardian.

As you know, I’m a coach supporting talented, underprivileged young players – and it’s no surprise so few of them make it to Wimbledon. But you’ll know that because I talk about it a lot.
Anyway, it would be great if you could read my article and let me know what you think. I spent ages on it.
The other day I went to Tesco in the car. When I parked, I looked across at the car facing me in the next row. I then came very close to voiding my bowel before I realised what it was I was looking at.
Allow me to share this distressing vision with you now.

I told you they were dangerous. Now they’re taking over picturesque human towns.

Take care out there. Nowhere is safe.