Somebody is being far too generous about my linguistic competence.

Shooting random time lapses, because why not?

April is here. Off I go on trying to post on One Man & His Blog at least once a day: Viruses, Lies and Spammers

Seven’s a good age for learning to code in Swift, right?

We need more than great coronavirus reporting right now. We also need distraction — and journalists could make that easier to find.

One for the Blake’s 7 fans…

a cooy of Blake's 7 magazine issue 1.

Here I am in the Stockport Advertiser in July 8th 1976:

The Tinworth family in the Stockport Advertiser in 1976.

Oh my, oh my.

A photo of Adam Tinworth on the back of his Famous Five club membership card.

Oh, my.

Blossom in the garden. Nature’s beauty continues, oblivious to our anxiety. And it is a balm for it, too.

Blossom on a fruit tree in our back garden.

Clapping for the NHS in Shoreham-by-Sea.

Tuesday

Yesterday was a good day. After a bleak start to the morning, I managed to find my mojo and buckle down to work. And there was good work news - one client was happy to switch to an online version of the workshop I’d been planning for them, and I had constructive discussions with a small team of fellow trainers who may be delivering a project collectively.

I still hope that the government do something for the self-employed - but I’m beginning to hope that I might not need to take advantage of it.

Home-schooling is going pretty well. The girls are excited and having fun, so we’re riding on the crest of that wave for as long as we can - hopefully it will carry us through to the Easter holidays. We are lucky enough to have a small garden, so they can run around outside in their breaks - and the weather has been conducive to that. Goodness knows what this is all going to feel like in 5 weeks on a rainy Wednesday, but for now Team Tinworth is enjoying itself.

I had an extended session with the girls teaching them some of the features of their iPads beyond playing games. That went well - but I was slightly disappointed to discover that my eldest didn’t know what a programmer or programming was. Something to work on.

The quasi-lockdown announcement last night wasn’t a surprise - and we’d already been living like that since the schools closed. We can still do our daily beach walk, thankfully, as long as we maintain social distancing. That’s reassuring.

Day four in the house — and it’s going well so far.

A quick history of technology lesson - now the girls understand why the return key is called the return key.

Computing lessons with Mr Tinworth. The pupils are learning that there’s more to iPads than games.

Well played, Beach Deli. Well played.

A sign on a van saying that no toilet rolls are stored there overnight.

Highly socially distanced beach walk. Hoping the idiots who are carrying on as normal don’t take that from us as well.

That’s one way of social distancing.

Doing Brownies at home.

Not one of my better timed recent purchases…

Looks like the whiteboard has arrived - ready to start delivering courses remotely.