Verily, the bard hath used the roll of Rick.


Blimey. Over 16 year of Twitter use has generated a near 1Gb data file.


Reach for the sky.


Probably of marginal interest to the folks here, but I wrote a little about how journalists should be thinking about Mastodon right now.


20 years ago today.


Substack Notes: first impressions

Substack Notes is in a really weird place at the moment. It’s basically just a bunch of newsletter writers trying to persuade each other to subscribe to their newsletters.

It’s a bit like being in an auction house where the buyers and the sellers are all the same people.

They need some stronger incentives for the readers to come over there - but that’s down to the writers. They need to come up with value for their readers - and just endlessly pumping their newsletter is not that.

Early days.


Like father, like daughters.

Two girls taking photos.

“Dad, I forgot to add Frozen songs to my playlist. Can I have more iPad time to sort it?”

“Hazel, that idea? Let it go.”

“DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! Worst Dad joke ever.”

“Thank you.”


Down by the sea on a blustery day.

two men standing by the sea on Shoreham Beach.

Sunrise over Shoreham Beach, during the Easter Sunday dawn service.

Sunrise over Shoreham Beach.