What’s the role of experiential journalism in a world saturated with experiential social media?
Coastal blessings - the warmest it got yesterday was 33.5° in the back garden. Everywhere in the house stayed sub-30°.
Instagram is dead.
Or, at least, it’s no longer recognisable as a photography app.
The back garden’s hit 29℃, closing in on our predicted high of 31℃ today. Windows all shut and curtains drawn on the side of the house with the sun on it, and it’s pretty tolerable right now.
I’m not quite sure when and how it happened, but I’ve slowly become a mornings person. I was always a night owl, but getting up at 6.30am to have my daughter swimming by 7.30am increasingly feels like a pleasure, not a burden.
Winnersh Triangle Station is pretty small for a station right by a big office park. It’s barely more than a halt. There is a tiny ticket office and seating area, though.
Finally done on a client report that’s been hanging over me for a while. Treating myself to a celebratory whisky before bed. 🥃
And there we have it: Elon Musk Moves to End $44 Billion Deal to Buy Twitter
OK. I admit it. This is absolutely my kind of feature:
“Memes can be thought of as a form of symbolic art. A meme isn’t usually about what’s being depicted, but about what the viewer feels when seeing it, or the connotations it arouses.”
This feature is going to have to work hard to convince me of its thesis…
(From the latest Standart Magazine.)
Booked in to get fibre to the house, rather than just fibre to the cabinet, next month. Really looking forward to that — given the amount of video I routinely move around these days, it should make a significant improvement to our quality of digital life.