My office does exactly this, it has the thermostat set as cold as it can, and the sensor is in a cooler and shadier part of our floor (where management sit I believe). The rest of us sit in a glass-paned south-facing death trap that fluctuates between 25°C and 15°C multiple times a day on any sunny days. I work from home most of the time so thank fuck I don’t have to experience it during this heatwave.

The hosts on Sky News were discussing their “legitimate concerns” about immigration while a live stream of minorities being burnt out of their homes played in the background which was one of the most disgusting things I’ve seen. Like there was a mum and toddler being rescued from a burning building by the fire brigade and these fucks just want to see how justifiable they can make all of this. Tonight has been one of the most sickening bouts of rioting in the city since the peace process began (like it’s this or the time they threw piss and other objects at eight year old school girls just for being Catholic) but it happens every summer, the target of hatred has just moved from Catholics to immigrants.

Can’t sabotage what’s already broken. The rare time I’ve been asked to use it for a piece of work, the output is so shit and full of errors that it would be easier to have done it by hand as a human.

It was fun growing up in the countryside and things like banshees and fairies being taken as a fact of life. I had a childhood friend that would come in to school saying she heard the banshees howling during the night and then woke up to find out a relative had died.

There was a news report that resurfaced a few years back, accessible here, about the Housing Executive in Newry trying to get a fairy tree chopped down to build houses, and even after trying to bribe the workers with £200 no one would touch it and they had to build around it instead. And another where some builders halted work in the Mournes once they realised they were inside a fairy ring, 3 of them went on to suffer accidents that they attributed to revenge by the fairies, the foreman apologised to the fairies, and even the reporter was too worried to step inside the ring. We were told the legends too, like Tír na nÓg or Finn McCool, but I think it’s amazing how much of the superstition and old mythology has persisted through the years, even after the country becoming Christian and even now as it becomes more secular.