The Best Of Times The Worst Of Times
The saga that this weekend became began late on Friday night when I arrived home from a 5 hour train journey to find the kitchen trashed, and almost every ro...
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The One Where The Nasty Lady Got Payback
My most recent journey from one end of the country to the other last night via the nation’s railway network went almost entirely without incident. I say “alm...
The London Adventure Comes To An End For Now
I think the universe realised that the London public transport infrastructure had given me far too easy a ride for the last few months, and spun the bottle t...
One More Day In London
I have one more day remaining in London. One day left of the current contract. In a bizarre twist of fate, the person I have been both working with, and ment...
Being There Without Being There
Our eldest (Miss 13) has gone on a school trip to an amusement park today. I got her up, organised, made sure she had everything she needed, and walked to th...
The One Where I Grew Sick And Tired Of Commuting
You would think, after spending the best part of two years working in London through 2007 and 2008, that I would fit back into the world of the commutera wor...
Software Development Prejudice And Sexism
I happened to read the story at TechCrunch last night about Julie Ann Horvath leaving GitHub amid a (media inflated) storm of controversy. Lots of potentiall...
There And Back
Another Monday, and another journey into London before most people have scraped themselves out of bed. I’m not entirely sure how I made it through today with...
Emptying My Head
I need to get back into the habit of writing posts where I just empty my head into the keyboard. I used to do it as naturally as breathing, but as the years ...
The Importance Of Prime Numbers
I completely forgot about “Pi Day”. It’s all a load of numerology rubbish anywaythe date coincided with the sequence of numbers in the decimal presentation o...