Old Friends Open My Eyes
I quite accidentally got back in touch with an old friend recently. She worked at a web design company in San Francisco back in the dot com boom, and somehow...
Recent Posts
What On Earth Am I Doing Up
It’s 7am on Saturday morning. I’ve been up for the best part of an hour already. I’ve had a shower, tidied up a bit, and am looking forward to watching the F...
Kicking And Screaming
Late last night I called home to see how the day had gone, and to find out what on earth I might buy W for her birthday (which was today). An unexpected voic...
Buzz Out Loud And The End Of All Things
People often say “all good things come to an end”, and I can’t help feeling that sometimes they shouldn’t. Of course we can’t force the present to continue i...
On The Road Yet Again
I woke up at 5:30am this morning, and watched the minutes flicker past on the alarm clock. I reasoned with myself that 6:15 would be the absolute latest I co...
The One Where Blogger Jumped The Shark
After several hours monkeying with assorted python scripts and megabytes of XML a few weeks ago, I succeeded in pulling the full archive of all the blog post...
Mothers Day
The greater part of today adhered to the hopeful script very well indeed. I fell out of bed early, deflected the children for a couple of hours, provided a c...
Being A Writer
A few people have recently commented that I should write. Not just the blog, but a “proper” chunk of writing - a book - a novel. I don’t know. Quite apart fr...
Not Forgotten Just Misplaced
It’s Friday evening, after an unremarkable week. The children are fast asleep upstairs, and “Water for Elephants” is playing on the television. The clock jus...
Tonsillitis
Early in the hours of Monday morning I snapped awake to the sound of footsteps between the bedrooms. Without opening an eye, the footsteps wandered slowly in...