This is fucking outrageous. I hope this won’t stop anybody having the abortion they need or want. And I know that in my own personal situation this could well have set off a mental breakdown.

Can I take this opportunity to say once again how very, very much I miss Millihelen?

I’m 40, and I remember my great grandma using that when I was...oh, tiny. It smells beautiful - I must buy some next time I’m in Boots! I’d forgotten they did it.

Same at my work. I’m an exec, and I wear a ton of the stuff, but plenty of our other female execs never wear makeup.

I’m British and I live in the UK; but I visit the US a lot, and have a deep affection for the country and many friends there - plenty of whom have female reproductive organs. I donated $100 the day after the election.

It means “thus” in Latin: it’s a marker that the (quoted) text it’s next to has been reproduced as it was originally written, complete with grammar/spelling errors etc.

Well, they *did* manage to write one of the most self-regarding, tone-deaf things I’ve ever read in these parts. On today, of all days.

That’s the medal the Queen gives you when you get made a Commander of the British Empire (CBE). I’m guessing he’s British - no idea who he is, though.

It is amazing to watch Trump’s surrogates STILL doing the “Men are talking!” thing openly, even after the week they’ve just had.

Good god. Somebody wrote a musical just for me.

I’m British. Colour me wrong on US libel law!

And, from a legal point of view, rock-solid: if you have no reputation to lose, you can’t be defamed.

(Slightly) off-topic: thank God that gif of Billy Bush sucking his finger and mouthing “I’m a bad boy” has gone from the carousel at the top of Jezebel’s front page. It was making my morning sickness about 8000% worse than it already is.

I hope your home will be OK. Very best wishes from across the Atlantic.

Today I have been boasting to my husband about how my pregnancy is not making me over-emotional, because I am MINDFUL.

I’m another person who reads everything she can find about the Mitfords. Mary Lowell’s The Sisters (link in the article) is terrific, and a must-read if you’re new to them; but my very favourite is Letters Between Six Sisters, which is edited by Charlotte, Diana’s daughter, and which for me gave more insight into…

Decca is Jessica Mitford’s nickname.

OK. I don’t think I saw that one. *Shudder*

Nope. Mr Tibs was sitting on my knee at the time and I got quite emotional.

The pancake cat still haunts my nightmares. That show has scarred me.