Time to get serious. No more hidden screens. Poor kids. But you’ll thank us later.
Ooh, I’ve got referrers, how exciting. I must check them out. No, but not by clicking on the link directly. Let’s google your domain. What’s that? It’s a parked domain? No, never! Ah, but only the root. The subdomain is live and kicking, hosted on Digital Ocean, with email provided by Proton Mail, the Swiss …
Frustrating YouTube videos… the chap who builds a brick pizza oven from scratch, but then doesn’t show us a pizza being baked in it… the artist painting an oil canvas in real time to the accompaniment of soothing classical music, who then cuts the video as they peel off the masking tape borders, so that …
Yesterday, I made the mistake of working late. A mistake, not because I was unsuccessful in completing my work, but because I was not around to supervise what was purported to be homework. If only I had undocked so as to sit in the same room. Better still: if only I had logged off on …
An evening wasted providing domestic tech support — or, more precisely, unpicking youthful mischief. I’m a techie, but even I grow weary of this game. I don’t know how parents who are not tech-savvy navigate the digital minefield. Maybe they don’t. Maybe they just provide access and hope for the best, head lodged firmly in …
I might slow down now. I have been splurging for a year, putting down every thought and feeling. Why? For whom? For what reason, other than inner counsel? Who do I write for? For me? My wife? My family? For complete strangers? Passersby? Who knows? Mostly for nobody at all, my words just drifting out …
Where did 2022 come from? From 2021. From sentiments like these, which reverberated within all year long: I’ve come to realise that there is no way to make amends with the many people I have wronged over the years. An open letter to everyone I wronged, 22 Oct, 2021 Blog posts throughout that year document an …
On our way back from lunch out in a neighbouring town today, the kids insisted on dropping into their favourite bookshops to stock up on a few new reads. This is good for them, but for me? Glancing over walls of shelves and tables stacked with books simply causes me to meditate on my own …
I was a really uninquisitive kid when it came to understanding what my parents did for a living. In the early years, all I knew was that my dad worked at the office. So it was that when we once went to eat at a restaurant called The Office, in a village three miles from …
We’ve had another camera installed over there. It’s a dome camera, with pan and tilt, which can be controlled in real time via our phones, the closest we’ll get to tele-transportation for now. Amusingly, it also has motion-detection, so whenever a moth flutters past, it triggers a notification on our phones, prompting us to peer …
In a time of staggering personal debt worldwide, I’m ever more grateful that we chose back then to purchase this rundown property we made our home. Much as we loved living in London, choosing to look elsewhere for affordable housing was one of our wiser decisions. So too, choosing to live within our means. Alhamdulilah, …
Really, I still just want to be a subsistence farmer, living off the land. All these cybersecurity concerns of modern times stress me out. How much responsibility do we want to take on? Me? I just want to look after my own affairs, if the Most Merciful wills. One day, perhaps.
“When we go to their countries, we respect the local customs. So they should do the same.” Which is clearly untrue. Visit any country where the English gather in large numbers and you’ll find most of us not integrating at all. Whether in Spain, Turkey, Singapore or Thailand, we mostly speak English, visit English pubs, …
Just came across this great video. Resonating with me, I just had to share it. As I listened and watched, I thought to myself: “What an extraordinarily mature young man.” I was well into my thirties before I was thinking that way. This lad also has a great video on our disunited kingdom. An inspiring …
