Category: life
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The flight to America was long – stretching beyond nine hours as the plane few through 120 knot headwinds for much of the journey. I watched the first few episodes of “Severance” while passing the time – aided by paper cups filled with wine by the passing cabin crew. I made friends with a pretty…
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I’m finally on my way to the US for “Flight Sim Expo” in Minneapolis – after a morning folding clothes, and worrying about the size and weight of my carry-on bag. An Uber taxi arrived precisely when he said he would, and whisked me to the airport while sharing stories about driving for Uber, visiting…
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On Thursday morning a taxi will turn up outside my house, and whisk me off to the airport. By late afternoon I will arrive on the far side of the world, having wound the clock backwards. On the plane, 9 hours will have passed – on the ground, 3 hours. I’m flying to America –…
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Somehow almost a week has passed since I last wrote. I’m not sure why or how. There’s still a lot going on here – more than I can write about. I woke this morning absolutely sure it was Friday. It took a good few minutes to realise that – no – it was actually Saturday.…
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2026-05-31 The Abyss Nietzsche once wrote “if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you”. I think I’m starting to understand his words. It’s kind of a reverse Stockholm syndrome, isn’t it – where if you find yourself in a given situation often enough, the situation seems to present itself for…
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2026-05-30 Table 29 The clock in the corner of my laptop screen just ticked past 10am. You find me sitting at table 29 in Wetherspoons, having just made a “Small American” disappear. Of course I didn’t make an actual “small American” disappear – no transatlantic travellers were harmed – I did however have a plate…
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2026-05-24 Sunday Morning in Spoons I woke at some ridiculous time this morning, squinted at the bedside clock, then collapsed back into a dream I can’t remember until nearly 9am – almost unheard of recently. After a while waiting for my head to boot up, some unseen force pulled me out of bed, and downstairs…
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The clock is ticking towards 8am, and you find me holed up in my hotel room, sipping espresso from a tiny cup, watching the clock until I need to be back among my co-workers once again. We’re staying at the “De Vere Wokefield Estate”, just outside Reading, Berkshire. I imagine it’s one of the few…
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One of my work colleagues will arrive early tomorrow morning for a coffee before an Uber arrives to spirit both of us away to a country estate with the greater part of the company workforce to take part in a two day internal tech conference. Last year I presented during one of the sessions –…
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When I wrote blog posts, I tend to write them as markdown formatted text posts – telling myself that if I remove all distractions I’m far more likely to get on with writing something rather than open this app, or start that music, or scroll that website, or whatever else it might be. For the…
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I’m beginning to wonder if the entire point of falling down rabbit holes is to discover further rabbit holes. While deliberating about resurrecting the WordPress incarnation of my blog, I questioned the mighty Google Gemini – that has read the entire internet, and therefore knows everything – about the relative strengths and weaknesses of the…
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After a ridiculously late night – or rather early morning – binge-watching “For All Mankind”, and then baby-sitting the youngest member of our household for an hour, I somehow scraped myself back out of bed a little after 8am this morning. After a shower and a shave I briefly entertained thoughts of wandering into town…
