First World Problems
At the moment I seem to be caught in a battle for the heart and mind of my organised self. The protagonists are the phone, a collection of various internet s...
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Contemplating Darkness
While sorting through the various detritus in the study last night (we laughably refer to it as the study - it has more akin with Monica’s junk cupboard in “...
My Daughters Get It
I have three girls - aged 16, 13, and 12. Tonight they made me perhaps the most proud I have been of them in quite some time. We were talking about the bombi...
A Rare Day Out
It’s rare that I ever get the chance to attend any kind of event to do with my work - conferences, meetups, that kind of thing. About two weeks ago I receive...
Half An Hour To Save The World
After sitting in the conference room since I arrived at work this morning, I’m finally back at my desk, with a half-hour window to post this before heading i...
Sunday Sunday
This weekend seems to be doing it’s level best to vanish without a trace. I’ve been stuck at home all day, washing clothes, washing dishes, hanging stuff out...
Saturday Morning
I woke a little after 7am this morning, and stared at the ceiling for a while, listening to the clock radio. I have no idea how to re-program it not to kick ...
Late Night Thoughts
I guess technically I’ve already missed posting anything for “Thursday” - it’s already nearly 1am on Friday morning. I’m playing the age-old game of “staying...
Not Much To Say
I don’t seem to have much to volunteer to the internet at the moment. There are only so many ways you can tell the story “cycled to work, worked, cycled home...
Nothing To Report
It’s just gone 9pm on Monday evening. I’m not sure where the day went. I seemed to spend most of it holed up in the conference room at work - either watching...