On a doorway in the Brighton Lanes.

Harsh, but fair.

A sign on a door reading "no stupid people".

Quite a show.

Somewhere in all that is my eldest, preparing to sing her heart out.

The Young Voices choir at the O2 Arena

I first came here 23 years ago, and saw Peter Gabriel’s OVO as part of the millennium dome exhibition.

My first time back at the Dome in maybe 15 years. Last time I was here, it was to see Pink as a birthday treat for my wife.

The approach to the O2.

Wow. The new micro.blog homepage is a massive improvement.

It’s official. Third party Twitter apps are dead.

Not a surprise given the events of the last week — but still a spectacularly shitty way to treat developers, some of whom have been working with you for 15 years.

Oxford Street is looking a lot more down market than I remember, but parts of it still impress.

Oxford Street at night

A moody, frosty bridge on my way to London this morning,

The Adur Ferry Bridge covered in frost.

Yikes. Currently 166 tabs open on my iPad.

Lovely, frosty morning on the beach this morning.

Shoreham Beach on a frosty morning.