Morning In Starbucks
Well this is a novel experience… it’s heading towards 10am, and I’m sat at a small table near the window in Starbucks, watching people come and go. After dro...
Well this is a novel experience… it’s heading towards 10am, and I’m sat at a small table near the window in Starbucks, watching people come and go. After dro...
While aimlessly surfing the internet late last night a Facebook browser tab flickered, and began blinking. Curiosity got the better of me as it so often does...
This weekend I finally decided to stop doing freelance web development work in my spare time. I’ve made my apologies to the client I have been working with r...
The clock just ticked past midnight. It’s now Friday in England. In a few short hours I will be rolling out of bed, rubbing sleep from my eyes and stumbling ...
When we arrived home from work on Friday evening, I seem to remember asking if there were any plans afoot for the coming weekend. Although each weekend is us...
Has it really been a week since I last wrote in the blog? Apparently so. I’m sat in the study at home, late in the evening on a Friday night, wondering what ...
I can’t believe I’m up so early on a Sunday. I also can’t believe it’s been a week since I last wrote in the blog. I guess I could explain it away by being b...
I’m sat here at work on Monday morning, and I’m pretty much burned out before the week has even begun. I’m thinking that perhaps spending twenty minutes empt...
I had the strangest dream last night. I was walking through London, and spotted a girl I grew up across the road from on the other side of the roadstanding b...
Our 8 year old is doing a school project on the Olympics, part of which is to prepare a “project board” at homea presentation board covering any aspect of th...