At last, I threw down my article and smote its ruin upon the mountainside.
I’m off to have a celebratory coffee, while the editor goes to work on it.
13 years ago, taking a film in to be developed already felt antiquated.
I suppose I’d had digital cameras for half a decade at that point.
I am happy to report that you can now get my witterings from my notebook as a (free) weekly email.
I noticed a little while ago that all the posts I did for TEDxBrighton back in 2012/13 were no longer online. I’m slowly starting to reconstruct them from the Wayback Machine and republish them here. Just one so far, but I will work steadily through them in down moments.
If the last two years have taught us anything, it’s that the more British politicians say that “holiday x will be fine”, the more likely it is to end up with us in lockdown instead.
How’s your omicro… sorry, morning going?
A lot of a individual creator newsletters are basically a week’s worth of old-style blogging (lots of links with context, a bit of analysis, a hot take or two, with some personal life stuff mixed in), stuck in an email and sent.
Not a good or a bad thing, just an observation.
This is a lovely wee story of how a camera was lost in the Highlands, but found and reconnected with its owners 12 years on.
