Dave Lauchlan

@davelauchlan.bsky.social

643 Followers 628 Following

Cats, music, planes, weather, science fiction. Programmer Archeologist.

A golden retriever sat outside staring at the photographer
A red fiat 500 with white wheels.
Video of an orange cat and a golden retriever. At the start of the video, the cat of course licks its arse, it then stalks a golden retriever before nuzzling it. They are obviously good friends as the dogs tail is wagging
An orange medium haired cat asleep on his side on a blue fleece dressing gown
Hummingbird moth hovering just above some sweet William flowers
A golden retriever and an orange cat lying on a parched lawn.
Extract from Foundation when Hober Mallow explains the Foundation will win the war with Korell: "The small household appliances go first. After a half a year of this stalemate that you abhor, a woman's nuclear knife won't work any more. Her stove begins failing. Her washer doesn't do a good job. The temperature-humidity control in her house dies on a hot summer day. What happens?" He paused for an answer, and Sutt said calmly, "Nothing. People endure a good deal in war." "Very true. They do. They'll send their sons out in unlimited numbers to die horribly on broken spaceships. They'll bear up under enemy bombardment, if it means they have to live on stale bread and foul water in caves half a mile deep. But it's very hard to bear ater ca very hard to bear up under little things when the patriotic uplift of imminent danger is not present. It's going to, be a stalemate. There will be no casualties, no bombardments, no battles "There will iust be a knit and a stove that won't cook, and a house that freezes in the winter. It will be annoying, and people will grumble." Sutt said slowly, wonderingly, "Is that what you're setting your hopes on, man? What do you expect? A housewives' rebellion? A Jacquerie? A sudden uprising of butchers and grocers with their cleavers and bread-knives shouting 'Give us back our Automatic Super-Kleeno Nuclear Washing Machines. "No, sir," said Mallow, impatiently, "I do not. I expect, however, a general background of grumbling and dissatisfaction which will be seized on by more important figures later on."
Four male rowers standing behind an English flag.
A golden retriever at rest. On her back with her paws in the air!
View of the front of New Castle Lauchlan. A Victorian manor house of towers and turrets
Front cover of the hardback edition of pagans by James Alistair Henry. Two cops one killer hundreds of gods.
A golden retriever lying on a wooden floor. Next to her is her emotional support cow
Montage of images of cast members from 70s TV programme Crown court
Picture of the trophy for the Prince Albert which features the names of the winning crews , including ULBC from 2025, stroked by G T Lauchlan
An orange cat luxuriating on a pink blanket. He is sleeping the sleep of a cat who has just stolen the bed of his chief of staff. Little toad.
An orange cat dozing on a gravel drive underneath my car.
An orange cat stretched out asleep at the top of sone stairs. You can see where the stair carpet has been shredded slightly. The cat did that.
Martin from Friday night dinner complaining about the heat.
Screenshot of some text from an ebook ‘They’re never very long, these films,’ Eleanor said, bagging a table. The dancers settled around them. There was the rasp of many matches being struck. ‘They can’t be. So you get three minutes of astonishment – three minutes of ecstasy, if you want to be grand about it – and then you have to wait ten minutes while they change the reel and get set back up.’ ‘I’ve never—’ Iris began, and changed her mind. ‘Why can’t they be longer?’ ‘Because the chap from New Zealand who does them paints the film by hand.’ ‘What, straight onto the celluloid?’ ‘Yes. So three minutes, at twenty-four frames a second, that must be, what …’ ‘Four thousand three hundred and twenty paintings,’ said a boy at the next table, without looking round.
Excerpt from Nonesuch by Francis Spufford. The highlighter text states : If you read in the Enochian writings or for that matter in paracelsus you glimpse a more feral truth. In which the angelidae confirmed as a class descend through many degrees from the greater powers, whom only the greatest of a debts might dare to approach, all the way down to a far more lowly and numerous category of the aerial spirits denizens of only of the lowest part of the atmosphere
Grumman albatross flying boat, unpainted taking off from a blue sea
Detective Murtagh from Lethal Weapon saying he's too old for this shit.
Picture of an IBM system 34, plus terminal and noisy line printer.
Image of the Jolly fryer chip shop in rugeley
Barney the cat and Mabel the dog looking for a rat behind a raised flower bed. Barney is a medium haired orange cat. Mabel is a golden retriever with a distinctive black chevron on her tail. It is not clear from the photograph who has custody of the brain cell.
An early seventies family photo of a man , woman and baby. The man is wearing a Brown three-piece suit with a copper and brown tie. The woman is wearing a red mini dress
An orange cat having a noisy argument through a cat flap.
Jay leaning out of the window of Simon's yellow fiat Cinquecento
The finish line at Dorney rowing lake.
An orange cat behind a daisy bush.