This is spectacular even by crypto scam standards:Chief executive of collapsed crypto fund HyperVerse does not appear to exist.

The Festive Silence — or how exhaustion, burn-out and COVID conspired to give me an offline Christmas.

Started reading: A Countryman’s Winter Notebook by Adrian Bell 📚

Took a New Year’s Day beach walk with my eldest, and found somebody’s lost glasses on the strand line. The lenses have been ground into mistiness by the pebbles, and the string tied to one arm suggested a doomed attempt to keep them safe.

Sea-worn glasses. Found on Shoreham Beach.

Beach life, December 22nd 2023

Light shining through a crack in the clouds over Shoreham Beach.

Term finished yesterday. Today, I have a cold.

Obviously.

The single biggest thing that would improve my AI prompt writing skills: not making typos.

Oh, shit. The dolphins have had enough and are coming for us.

Fog on the Adur.

Fog over the River Adur, looking eastwards from the Adur Ferry Bridge.

What if the real X/Twitter replacement isn’t a Twitter clone at all?