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.

Beach life.

Lancing Beach.

Back in your in-boxes: season two of Engaged Reading Time starts here.


358 tabs open on my iPad Pro. I suspect my Easter project should be cleaning them down.

(It was over 400 before my morning coffee.)


This piece from Robin Sloan is looking more prescient by the day: the last decade’s platforms are over.