If I share just a gallery of images on my ghost blog it transfers them all into micro.blog too.

Helpful feature or happy accident @manton ?

I’m going off grid with no phone and no gadgets for a few days. There’s only one way to tell the time now.

What to write

Do I try to force myself to write something, or let it come back on its own? The hard to take fact is that after months of having loads of inspiration on subjects to write about, the juices (and to a certain extent motivation) have dried up.

The truth is that I don’t want to force anything out just because I feel I need to. In the words of F. Scott Fitzgerald.

You don’t write because you want to say something, you write because you have something to say.

At the minute, I just don’t. My brain is a wash with taking more photos, designing new things and generally absorbing information instead of sending it out. So, when I sit down to write anything, there is nothing worthy that comes out – well, nothing I want to see published to the internet at least.

There are so many things that I just don’t care about any more. I can’t ever see myself writing another tech review, or going any deeper than fleeting hot takes on tech topics, I just enjoy doing different things now, and I think that’s OK.

Trying to be zen

We had a nice day to day, for a bit at least. A day out at the seaside with the kids and enjoyed a bit of time on the beach. Enjoyable but exhausting.

You know the feeling when you get home a after a long day, you’re delighted to be home and just want to relax for a while. Yet, the universe had other ideas for us. Lucie’s feeding tube wouldn’t work correctly, and after some trial and error, we found out it was the button in her tummy that was broken. We couldn’t feed her.

So off we go to hospital. It’s 6pm at night and shouldn’t take that long for them to get us a new one and change it. It’s a 3-minute job maximum. How wrong could we be?

We waited an hour just to talk to a nurse, she disappeared, never to return. Therefore, we waited another hour just to talk to another person. All the time, Lucie hasn’t had anything to eat or drink for hours and is getting increasingly frustrated—as are we. There’s more to this story that I won’t go into, but needless to say we didn’t leave the hospital for almost 4 hours.

I love that we have the NHS in the UK, but it’s times like these that you really struggle to stay zen. The calmness you feel is really tested when you are dealing with organisations or individuals that seem set to try you. Almost as if the universe is playing a game with you to see if this good mood you’re in can last. You try to smile and laugh as much as you can, but the game can push you to the limit at times.

Just as we are about to leave the doctor turns up, takes less than a minute to change the button and we are on our way a little before 10pm. Thank goodness.

Does anyone else find themselves thinking about a project while they’re supposed to be doing something else.

Sat here watching TV and thinking about Figma animations can’t be healthy.

I pray for a day we listen to intelligent, articulate individuals with a history of accurate social commentary.

Not spoilt children pretending to be one.

Still No Salary!

Like everyone else that uses LinkedIn I get the occasional notification on jobs we think you might be interested in. I am not, but I always have a look anyway to see what’s out there.

The list just now was pretty long, and contained some high profile names looking for new talent. However it took me until the 12th listing to see one with a salary outlined! It only got worse form then on, because it was the only one of 42 jobs that told me how much the alert would be.

Weird that we are still hiding the numbers and seeing what talent we can get and only showing our hand at the last possible moment.

Many is not the only thing that matters, but its pretty important given the current climate don’t you think.

It can suck sometimes can't it

It doesn’t take a lot to see how frustrating some people can be. Here I was in a happy little bubble and thinking the world was getting better and twitter was an OK place to be again.. and then Doctor Who was announced as a Black man

I am still not convinced that most of the outrage and general bigoted tweets are real. Much like flat earth, I think there is an in-joke I just don’t get. Or perhaps this is my minds defence mechanism for convincing myself that the world really isn’t as bad as it seems? This is all got to be just for attention, or internet points or something right?

Anyway, my good mood continues, but perhaps my positiveness towards social media does not.

The test run of putting the tent up on the drive way was a success.

Next time won’t be so easy! 🏕


About an hour ago, I decided I was going to sign up for a year of micro.blog and start sharing more things. I’d just finished the 7th day straight on using our home cross trainer as part of our monthly challenge and wanted to write something. These kinds of posts would really fit into my blog, and decided somewhere else might be better—but then it hit me just how stupid that was.

What exactly was I wanting to write a post for? To show how great I am, but not let it interfere with this illusion that my blog is somehow professional? I have no idea, to be honest.

But then again, I have no idea why I share so much stuff already, and indeed want to share more. Perhaps I have let the ego in too much, and it wants some praise for a task I am doing just for a bit of fun with my wife?

She’s still convinced she’s going to win, by the way! Never going to happen.