Ken Goodwin

We live in a beautiful country. https://t.co/8lXhUhUfow

I’m spoiling him. https://t.co/FxMOYcDVid

My teen Punk-Hippy band State of That’s Village Hall Reunion tour has now been in the planning and logistics phase for a year, with the ambitious goal of gigs at 150 different locations. There’s been a great response so far with at least one village agreeing to hosting a gig. https://t.co/x6Ce0jqu0o

Whan that April with his showres soote The droughte of March hath perced to the roote……. https://t.co/B6OmUjXkze

I’ve mowed the lawn once. I think I am going to do this 👇again this year. Not because I am virtuous. But because I am idle.

Ken Goodwin @KenGoodwinITV

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Beautiful. https://t.co/tnQED64ZCk

Incoming spice missiles. https://t.co/GuOE0VbFre

The first lockdown was introduced five years ago. Cheltenham, which just a couple of weeks earlier had been packed with racegoers enjoying the nightlife - became a ghost town. https://t.co/pWqezFp44e

I miss the insulating properties of a thick head of hair. https://t.co/8SxloUIhIb

A bit of joy in an uncertain world. The hair that comes off the Mutt when I brush him, I’ve been depositing on the hedge as we move into nesting season. Just spotted a robin tugging at it and then carrying a bundle away. Little moments of pleasure. https://t.co/i7y4s1wgoz

Hal 9000 famously sang the lyrics to “Daisy Bell” (Daisy, Daisy). So I asked Grok to write its own version including a bit of rhyming slang. The reply popped up in 3 seconds. Grok: “Alright, me old china plate (mate), I’ll give it a butcher’s hook (look) and have a right go at

Why do they do this? Every single time they droop. It’s well watered. https://t.co/egTUlPUGtn

I cooked a thing. And my goodness, it is lovely if I do say so myself. Loads of crispy bits at the edges. A delicious potato gratin, made with Comté. https://t.co/7SXkKAeo0Y

For anyone nursing a post Cheltenham headache this morning, this was a few years ago. The night life is always buzzing and it certainly was then! https://t.co/R6V9TltqGA

Well, did you win anything in the Cheltenham Gold Cup? I won absolutely nothing. Nada. Zilch. I suppose I should have met the bookies halfway and actually put on a bet.

When I did a bit of computer science at school (I was rubbish at it, btw) the languages were BASIC, FORTRAN and COBOL and any ‘communication’ - ie code - was inputted on punch cards or ‘ticker tape’ to a main frame the size of a semi detached house at a local university via the https://t.co/qWmLlavGIk

Snow at Cheltenham races today, but on this day last year, on the banks of the River Severn, the crowds were getting soaked. But not from above. https://t.co/OU2oiqD1Qq