Kindred Spirits
In the early days of the pandemic the office owned by the company I work for was closed, and sold. Ever since I have spent my days sitting in the dark of the...
Recent Posts
Dangerously Addictive
It’s been five days since the last blog post. How does that even happen?
The Bullet Journal Returns
After several weeks experimenting with all manner of technologically sophisticated productivity solutions, I retreated back to a paper bullet journal tonight...
Still Star Struck After All These Years
It’s the morning after Halloween. In the UK Halloween remains very much an import from the USA - I remember it gaining traction when I was young in the early...
Behold The Fediverse
I’m trying to think of something clever to write about diversification. I’m not coming up with much. Perhaps if I take a looked at a definition of fediverse ...
Bootstrapping
The first computer science teacher I had was called Mr Nicholls. He died young, as far as I remember - a few years after I left school. My memories of him ar...
The Magical Floordrobe
The rest of the household are home at the moment - the schools are on “half term”. You might think this would mean chaos, noise, arguments, and running battl...
Seeking Solitude
I’m becoming increasingly fed up with being called upon to help others with stuff (outside of my direct family, obviously). While it feels good to be able to...
Infinite Rabbit Holes
For the last two hours I have been sitting in front of a computer with the intention of writing something. Instead I have tumbled down rabbit hole after rabb...
Not Working
Today was the first day I have called in sick since the pandemic began. That’s about two years, isn’t it? Both of my younger daughters had gone down with som...