One Man's Notes

Somebody is being far too generous about my linguistic competence.

Shooting random time lapses, because why not?

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

One for the Blake’s 7 fans…

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

Oh my, oh my.

Oh, my.

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

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.

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.

All respect to the Debenhams marketing team for giving it everything they’ve got in this moment…

Social distancing at my local coffee shop.

Good day on the hagstone front.

Rustic.