Embracing Your Inner Weirdness
Over the last month or so I have been trying to find more time for myself - listening to my own music, writing my own words, sharing the various photos I tak...
Recent Posts
Saturday Morning 1015
It’s Saturday morning, and Miss Twelve is at football practice accompanied by W - who is no doubt huddled at the side of the pitch with her Kindle. I went to...
Old Friends In Dreams
While asleep, what little spare capacity seems to be left in my head decided it was time to crank out something worth watching - and created an entire play f...
The Reality Of Life With Three Young Children
While recognising that it has become increasingly rare for me to write about the children, I thought it might be timely to recount some of the observations I...
On Friendship Self Censorship And Deep Thoughts
It’s easy while working, commuting, washing up, tidying up, and generally doing your best to not offend, let down, or annoy anybody to forget who you are - w...
The Day The Internet Died
One afternoon some time ago, a small red cross appeared in the Windows system tray (this was back in the days before the Chromebook, or the Macbook).
Cycling To Work
I live close enough to the office to ride a mountain bike to work, and do so through sunshine, rain and snow.
Moleskine
The level of attachment I experience to such a seemingly trivial thing is a surprise - I can now understand why people become obsessive over notebooks, diari...
George
A little after eleven each evening - like clockwork - one of the three brothers arrives in the house, circles a spot on the sofa in the lounge, and settles d...
A Review Of The Year
2012 began with me working on a long term project that involved staying in hotels for weeks on end - missing most of the run-up to new year, and huge chunks ...