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Please, please will someone sample @amolrajan saying: "I can't accept Drum & Bass. We need Jungle, I'm afraid." ๐
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Dr Nathan Filer
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Dr Nathan Filer
@nathanfiler
Award-winning author and podcaster. Teaching and research @BathSpaUni. #MedicalHumanities. Unexpected player in a junglist revival. All Filer, no filler ๐
- Turns out all I needed to become a dog person was my own dog. Meet Ernest Henry Shackleton.
- For my new followers who are principally here for the life and times of Sir Ernest Henry Shackleton, here we see him, with remarkable stoicism, countenancing the hard truth that his first expedition to the southern most patch of the garden has ended in failure.
- Dear people asking me to write articles for free: This isn't my hobby. My hobbies are camping with my family and - when I'm lucky - having super hot sex with my wife. If your commission doesn't involve me toasting marshmallows or having a lovely orgasm then you do need to pay me.
- The main thing I've learnt since posting this is that twitter very much prefers my puppy to my poetry.Turns out all I needed to become a dog person was my own dog. Meet Ernest Henry Shackleton.
- I hope next year is less character building.
- Quick reminder: everything from your beating heart to your most-liked-tweet to that humiliating thing you said at work... it's all just little bits of the universe reorganising. Eventually you'll be cosmic vapour floating silently through an infinite abyss. Have a great day now.
- Replying to @caitlinmoranWater wasn't invented until 2005. It's crazy, isn't it? It feels way older. But then the iPhone came along in '07 and that sort of eclipsed everything.
- Neighbour is playing a cello concert in her front garden to raise money for charity. Everyone on our street has come out to watch. #coronaverse
- I'm unhappy. Have been for a while. It's fine though, innit? It's oppressive, this value placed on happiness. All those fucking self-help books; how we're taught we deserve to be happy, so we feel that we're failing when we're not. That doesn't help. We can be unhappy. It's okay.
- I'm clearly late to the party with this one. But my goodness me, talk about a perfect novel. Miraculous.
- I get it now. We project complex, layered feelings onto pets while simultaneously coveting their uncomplicated interiority. This game throws humanity into sharp relief. We love them because they speak to some prelapsarian version of ourselves. Also, they have cute little faces.For my new followers who are principally here for the life and times of Sir Ernest Henry Shackleton, here we see him, with remarkable stoicism, countenancing the hard truth that his first expedition to the southern most patch of the garden has ended in failure.
- How to fit a whole life in one short poem. Wendy Cope knew how. (This is my copy. I'll be getting everyone else one for Christmas.)
