Hitting the sack early (for me, at least) as I’ll need all the energy and motivation I can manage to get through the week ahead.

This is a lovely reflection on the joy of the old, the analogue and the enduring: Personal connections, a season for repairs, and my grandfather’s watch.

Finished reading: The Flow by Amy-Jane Beer 📚

Wonderful book. Review forthcoming.

Feeling deprived of my weekly dose of inspiration from the swimming pool whiteboard this morning.

A whiteboard message announces that older swimmers are developing their diving skills this week, with only three more sessions remaining this term, accompanied by a simple drawing of a diver in water and the phrase Enjoy your swim.

Morning coffee from a flask in an enamel mug while my daughter swims.

Black coffee in an Ernest Journal enamel mug.

That’s a commitment I’m not prepared to make, alas.

A book titled Make a TikTok Every Day by Dave Jorgensen is displayed, featuring 365 prompts for attention-grabbing TikToks and a price sticker indicating it costs only £5.

Hello, Saturday.

A long black and a copy of The Way through the Woods

It’s nearly time for our ritual trip to Spithandle to hunt down a wild Christmas tree. Next weekend, perhaps

Working with people who show a real commitment to what they do is an absolute blessing.

Good morning from a crisp, Autumnal but delayed commute.

The sun riding over Hassocks station on an autumn morning.