This afternoon, I thought I finally had a real-world task for Copilot. A favour for a colleague. I loaded up a data table and asked Copilot to turn it into an organisation chart for me. Could it do it? Not on your nelly. Well, maybe that’s premature. It’s thinking about it. And it has been …
Hey kids, sorry to be a party pooper, but the place for racing is Silverstone on track day, not our narrow urban streets night after night. Go home before you kill someone. It’s all fun until it’s not.
Shock, horror, I may be becoming an AI convert. Not Microsoft Copilot, which I still find next to useless. But for creativity and code: I think other models may have something to offer me. It’s early days yet, but impressions so far: I’m slightly blown away by it. Who knows, it may even reinvigorate my …
Out of the blue, my wife looks at me seriously. “I know you think you’re worthless,” she says sternly, “but you’re wrong. YOU’RE WRONG.” I’m taken aback. Is she a mindreader now, scanning my innermost thoughts? The trouble is, I know my own self better than anyone, both the hidden and the known, the inner …
“Envy in the heart, it consumes.” These words pop into my head on my return from dropping our lad off at school across town. These the words with which I respond to the self-reproach within as I pass the nice houses, each with two nice cars on the drive. Momentarily, my regret stings. But soon …
Everybody now sees who the terrorised are. Nobody believes the propaganda anymore.
On our way back from tuition on the eve of his mocks, our lad declares, “I don’t need GCSES. I’m getting an iPhone anyway.” The promise of a shiny smartphone was supposed to serve as motivation, to give him something to aim for. This worked for his sister, as the promise of a HiFi or …
Climbing into the car, my kids castigate me: “You are so socially unaware!” I’m being told off for chatting with a West Indian chap in the doorway of the grocers, while collecting the shopping. “They were shoplifters,” my daughter growls at me. “And how would I know that?” I ask, “He said he hadn’t seen …
It’s obligatory. Every visit to our old neighbourhood must end with a trip to our old grocery store. We must replenish the kitchen cupboards after all, both the essentials and the luxuries. Fruit and veg a bargain compared to the local supermarket. These bags of produce should tide us over for a few days. Yes, …
I’m the kind of person who tries to make everybody happy, and ends up upsetting everyone.
What we all really want.
It’s completely irrational. I didn’t have a stressful week. I was in a reasonable mood. Nothing of any major significance occurred. But here I am, with these symptoms of stress and anxiety. The tight chest and shortness of breath. The feeling of dread and foreboding. The heighted emotions, tears welling up for no reason. And …
So my organisation is — slowly — starting to awake to the realisation that what I have been banging on about for a decade is actually a big deal. It’s true that for most of that decade, I had no actual clout to affect change because I was in the wrong team. As far as …
