Butter, Beef, and Bullshit

Inflation’s Refusal to Leave, the Human Impact, Courgette Foreskins and People who Know What They're Talking About

I've started to dread a very specific notification on my phone.

Midweek, usually. If there's a buzz on my bedside table - or the patio table, as was the case this morning - I know. I just know.

It's the economy.

It's always the damned economy. Always just after 7am. Always that little red BBC Breaking icon, glowing like a guilty conscience. And even before…