My latest cartoon for New Scientist.

it's known affectionately as her astroid

Need more videos like this in my life

“Aziraphale, we are in DANGER.”

My god you’re pretty.

“DANGER ZONE. HERE.”

Look at your pretty yellow eyes.

“There are demons outside our bookshop.”

Oh my god he said our.

“Are you listening to me?”

I adore you.

“AZIRAPHALE.”

Let’s dance first.

“WE ARE GOING TO DIE.”

Did he change his shirt for the event? Goodness. He is the handsomest angel and demon and human being I’ve ever seen.

Art by @akhuna01

Time may heal wounds but it always leaves a scar.

Obviously my favourite series ending for a number of reasons hahah

Bonus synchronised head turn:

Bonus bonus: the sisters and their annoying brat of a brother who they still love at the end of the day:

i love you taskmaster editors

Please help the National Museum Of Wales

Please sign the petition!!!!

You don't need to be living in Wales or the uk to sign.

We're so close to 10,000!!! Keep sharing.

We did it! But let's add as many as we can before August.

Not gonna lie, this was all I could think of every time Sofia showed up

Polly is so enamored with Nell.

And Nell, she doesn't seem to be hating it.

She might be a bit confused, but not hating it.

And Roxy isn't exactly disapproving.

Greg and Alex in Taskmaster

For Otter Day 2024. Only a few weeks late.

Twenty years ago, February 15th, 2004, I got married for the first time.

It was twenty years earlier than I ever expected to.

To celebrate/comemorate the date, I'm sitting down to write out everything I remember as I remember it. No checking all the pictures I took or all the times I've written about this before. I'm not going to turn to my husband (of twenty years, how the f'ing hell) to remember a detail for me.

This is not a 100% accurate recounting of that first wild weekend in San Francisco. But it -is- a 100% accurate recounting of how I remember it today, twenty years after the fact.

Join me below, if you would.

Please, please read this.

I remember this, remember waiting for it to be cancelled, remember marvelling at how long it managed to keep going, remember feeling the joy and happiness thousands of miles away.

It's our history. It's also our future. But only if we can keep it.

Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again