Tide’s out…

This really was not the plan for this afternoon.

The street where I grew up.

Hello, Edinburgh.

I have a suspicion that a child may have used this seat before me…

Finished drafting tomorrow’s newsletter for my paying subscribers. Feeling good about it (although slightly guilty that this is not going on the open web. But then, this is a topic I’ll return to on my blog, I’m sure).

Morning office:

Warning for highly polarising politics…

I poked into why #notjewish was trending on Twitter, and why an account I had no awareness of had blocked me - and found some really simple answers - with complex consequences

Online community dynamics change as the membership grows. In particular, most networks require increasing attention-seeking behaviour in order to get any attention at all.

Busted the macro lens out, too…

Teeny, tiny frog.

Tree-mendous Fathers’ Day.

Crafting time chez Tinworth.

New toy…

Lovely morning down by the Adur as I walked home this morning.

Here’s one from the archives - that’s me on the left, taking a photo of the chief scout, during the 75th anniversary of scouting celebrations in 1982.

Seeing this magazine on sale in my local newsagent is odd. I associate it so strongly with my Mum and my childhood, it seems almost incomprehensible that it’s still going so long after she died. A silly reaction, I know.

Boats on the Adur

Boats moored in the River Adur between Shoreham-by-Sea and Shoreham Beach

Bit more perhaps?

Here’s a soothing 20 seconds of beach life for you…