Finding Time
As a few might have noticed, I’ve returned to Wordpress. This had absolutely nothing to do with platforms - more about separation of concerns. I needed to us...
Recent Posts
The End Of An Era
Queen Elizabeth II was buried today. It seems fitting that I write something to mark the day. I’m not a royalist, and never have been, but I appreciate a lif...
If Not Now When
Tonight (or this morning) I’m taking a leaf from a good friend’s book - and asking myself “if not now, when?”. I’m talking about the blog of course, and writ...
Still Here
Rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated (if indeed there were any). I can’t remember the last time I let so many days go between blog posts. It’s ...
Too Tired To Think
I’m not entirely sure where the last few days have gone. In-between chores, work, running, writing, more chores, more running, more work, more writing, and e...
Run Like The Wind Bullseye
Alexa, the curious daemon that lives within an electronic gadget on the bedside table burst into life in her metronomic way once again this morning - filling...
Back To Work
I won’t lie - there was a feeling of dread at 7am this morning when the alarm clock filled the bedroom with an internet radio station. I drifted in and out o...
Descending Into The Twitterverse
This morning I have been dipping a toe into the Twitterverse. It’s a strange word, isn’t it - “Twitterverse”. The Twitter Universe. It really is a universe o...
Washing And Writing
We got home on Wednesday. It’s now Saturday. The washing machine is still going. I think we can see the end of the washing mountain now though (thankfully). ...
The Journey Home
We left my parents house in Cornwall mid-morning. The final hour was a huge game of backwards Jenga, where our belongings (and various acquisitions) were re-...