Ah, Charing Cross
This is what used to greet me off the train for nine years. No more.
Where I Want To Be Right Now
They Broke The Internets!
In honour of the power outage in San Fransisco last night which too down numerous sites, including Vox:
Mind The (Culture) Gap
OK - can anyone really imagine this happening in the UK?
Can you imagine it? Desperate for Dave? Gasping for Gordon? Mental for Ming?
QotD: Heartbreaking
How many times have you had your heart broken?
Submitted by BullDogg.
1.5 times.
It seems bizarre to have your heart broken half a time but really, it does get easier.
Happy Birthday, Dave
A very happy birthday to Dave for today!
Climate Change: Making Choices
Random Phone Photography
A beautiful sky over Deptford last Wednesday evening
Random shoe. This kid's show sat outside the car park in Sutton for two days, before vanishing as aburptly as it appeared.
Vox Hunt: Cityscape
Show us a cityscape.
It's Truro. And it counts as a city because it has a cathedral. You might just be able to spot it in the pic…
Baking Daleks
Last Saturday, my morning of indolence was disturbed by the unexpected arrival of a parcel. Inside was a kit for baking Dalek biscuits from Vanessa & Raz. I'd left a comment on Vanessa's Flickr stream a few weeks back, saying how much I fancied the biscuits. And she presented me with the chance to bake my own.
Thanks, Vanessa!
That evening, while Lorna was on the 'phone, I baked 'em up. It was somewhat challenging, as much of my kitchen equipment is packed away prior to us putting the flat on the market. No mixing bowl (I used a measuring jug) and no baking tray (I used a roasting dish). Not even a rolling pin.
It was a lot more fun than I expected, though, even if the biscuits themselves were slightly disappointing. I've cleaned the mould, though, and I'll have another go with my own cookie recipe, oh yes. Nothing can stop me now!
Graveside Reflections
I visited Dad's grave for the first time in a little while this afternoon.
It really doesn't get much more easy with time.
It's funny, but few events in my life have defined it so completely as Dad's death nearly six years ago did. It changed everything. How I view myself. How I view my future. How I view my priorities.
It's very easy to live in a bubble of unreality when you're young, unaware of how short time really is. Losing an immediate family member (relatively) young bursts that bubble.
Would I have taken my current job if Dad hadn't died? Possibly not. But if there's one thing that death teaches you, it's that opportunities are limited and every one you pass up is one less that you'll have.
Miss you, Dad.
It really doesn't get much more easy with time.
It's funny, but few events in my life have defined it so completely as Dad's death nearly six years ago did. It changed everything. How I view myself. How I view my future. How I view my priorities.
It's very easy to live in a bubble of unreality when you're young, unaware of how short time really is. Losing an immediate family member (relatively) young bursts that bubble.
Would I have taken my current job if Dad hadn't died? Possibly not. But if there's one thing that death teaches you, it's that opportunities are limited and every one you pass up is one less that you'll have.
Miss you, Dad.
A Real-Life Hobbit Hole
This is just fabulous - I want one now
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In Brighton
On The Rails With RBI BizDev
The Old Neptune
The Old Neptune, originally uploaded by Adam Tinworth.
BizDev in Whitstable
Pictures from our team day out in Whitstable are now on Flickr.
Razor Clams
Yummy seafood from our prize day out to Whitstable last week. These were really, really excellent
Listen While You Work
This morning, I finally remembered the existence of the iPod radio attachment that I picked up when I was in New York.
Why? Well, I wanted to catch some Gershwin being played on Radio 3, and the sound quality of the radio-accessory beats streamed internet radio hands down.
I'm hugely impressed by the interface, as one would expect. It makes hopping around between stations so very easy.
And yes, I'm aware that listening to Radio 3 makes me middle-aged. Thanks for pointing that out.
Why? Well, I wanted to catch some Gershwin being played on Radio 3, and the sound quality of the radio-accessory beats streamed internet radio hands down.
I'm hugely impressed by the interface, as one would expect. It makes hopping around between stations so very easy.
And yes, I'm aware that listening to Radio 3 makes me middle-aged. Thanks for pointing that out.
Toy Scarecrows
Shopping in Whitstable
04/07/07
04/07/07
On Whitstable Beach
Flowery Decisions
After the rain
