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- RT @DawnHFoster: My friend found a Last Supper icon in Malaga cathedral that looks like a selfie in Nandos, and I cannot stop thinking abou… 1 day ago
- RT @BBCRadio3: "The vast majority of us at times find life to be very, very challenging. Just getting through the day sometimes is a real,… 1 day ago
- RT @vocechoir: To the pub! #sacredvessels #walton #belshazzarsfeast https://t.co/MWmveJc9PM 4 days ago
- RT @rosieatlarge: Woah, this guy really hates corn flakes https://t.co/44M41dqGw1 1 week ago
- RT @BBCRadio3: Calling all unsigned, undiscovered and under-the-radar women classical composers - and performers who play their music: http… 1 week ago
- The new Captain Birdseye 'has an "affinity for water sports including sailing and canoeing," which [Birdseye] belie… twitter.com/i/web/status/9… 1 week ago
- RT @peterfoggitt: Firstly, this is a dreadful grip. Three seconds from now, you're one fingertip poorer. More importantly, though, why are… 1 week ago
- Brilliant thread but packed with epic spoilers - do not, repeat NOT read if you have yet to see Götterdämmerung twitter.com/gwilymbowen/st… 2 weeks ago
Tag Archives: d for dalrymple
There are still four hours to go until the Eurovision 2014 final in Copenhagen – plenty of time to print out your (un)official scorecards! Continue reading
It’s because I’m fannying about doing ‘work’ like this for my Journalism course. Give me a month. Come June, I’ll be unemployed and back to whingeing about feminism and shopping baskets.
A new day, a new journalistic challenge. Today I asked myself: Is it possible to blog a GIF of a basset hound shaking in slo-mo? Continue reading
“Carrots. Greek yoghurt. Total cost €2.64 from Lidl.” A big thank you to Kate for demonstrating the glamour of life in the Mediterranean.
It’s hard to believe that four whole years have passed since I posted for the the very first time on D for Dalrymple. Harder still to believe that today is the first time I’ve ever been published on The Huffington Post. Continue reading
This section of the blog is for anyone who regularly gets to the checkout, looks down, and thinks: “Woah. My basket is really crap.” Continue reading
The most-liked, most-read features on D for Dalrymple are invariably those in which I humiliate myself. You bastards. Watch this, laugh at me, then give me some money. Please. This is probably the closest to a paywall as I’ll ever … Continue reading