I need to remind myself more often that it doesn’t actually matter how far I am from my goals, as long as the direction of movement is largely correct.


They’re creepy and they’re kooky, Mysterious and spooky, They’re altogether ooky, They’re Adam’s family.

😎


Facing the sea.

A couple stands on Shoreham Beach facing the waves.

The fact that the entire British political establishment is waiting anxiously for a blog post makes my deep loyalty to the medium feel completely validated. 😏


Media artisans and their tools…


Quite proud of this:


One thing from the before times I really miss: just grabbing my laptop or iPad and heading to a coffee shop to work for an hour or two.

If home working turns into a long-term trend, I guess we’ll have to find ways of recreating those social lifelines.


First impressions of Big Sur: amazingly fast on my ancient 2013 MacBook Pro. The visual refresh takes a little getting used to, but it’s close enough to the current iPad look that it feels fairly familiar.

A couple of hours in, and I haven’t hit any problems yet.


Hello, Big Sur.

(That sounds like something from a really bad prison movie: “Jim, if you want to survive in here, you need to keep Big Sur happy…”)

The Big Sur login screen.

The balance of my wardrobe has changed during the eight months of lockdowns and remote working. I wear far fewer smart jackets, shirts and jumpers, and far more sustainable outdoors gear.

I like this change.