Home Again
I got up ridiculously early yesterday - or rather, I tried to get up. You know the room spinning feeling when you go to bed after a night out? It felt like t...
I got up ridiculously early yesterday - or rather, I tried to get up. You know the room spinning feeling when you go to bed after a night out? It felt like t...
It feels like I’ve been in some sort of bubble during this visit to Frankfurt. Since arriving from the airport on Monday afternoon, I haven’t really gone any...
It feels like I’ve been in some sort of bubble during this visit to Frankfurt. Since arriving from the airport on Monday afternoon, I haven’t really gone any...
The alarm on my work phone woke me with a start at 6am this morning, right in the middle of a dream that seemed significant at the time, but is now completel...
It’s 7:34am on Tuesday morning and I’m sitting in the hotel room. It’s cold outside - for the first time in weeks. Although I slept with the window open last...
A lot can happen in 48 hours. A blog can be removed from existence, and fifteen years worth of posts - four and half thousand of them - can vanish into the e...
I’m seriously considering drawing a line under this whole blogging adventure again. I nearly did it a couple of months ago, and then returned. I’ve soldiered...
After finishing work on Friday evening I cycled home via the supermarket with Miss 17, and picked up all manner of goodies to help out with dinner. The barbe...
Late yesterday evening - while sitting outside watching kindling burn in the old chiminea that sits on our patio, Miss 17 appeared in the doorway of the hous...
After a day spent fighting virtual fires within the software leviathan I have been constructing for the last six months, I’m now sitting in the garden, slowl...