In the creeping march of reality catching up to Science Fiction (specifically, in this case, see the “Nosedive” episode of Black Mirror) I was… well, conflicted isn’t the right word…. maybe “given pause for thought” about a private hire taxi
Hey, what’s the story with the crisps?
Growing up in Australia in the 80s we only had about 5 flavours of crisps. And, of course, we called them chips. Plain, Chicken, Salt & Vinegar, Cheese & Onion, and BBQ. And there were really only 2 brands to
The birds of Gibraltar
You knew they were there. The keening and gulling was a distant but ever-present backdrop to the relative serenity of our balcony – punctuated sporadically by the rattle of a 35 year old exhaust train as the vehicle raspily exhaling
It all seems so obvious, until you ask someone.
I’ve got something of a fixation with plumbing interfaces. Growing up I became fairly accustomed to the standard arrangement of hot/cold shower and bath taps, or in the case of the 2nd bathroom at Mum & Dad’s place, an extra
Phones 4 me. Smart phones, apparently.
About 5 years ago I put together a sort of retrospective of all of the mobile phones I’d ever owned along with my thoughts on each, and judging by the web stats it’s a topic that lots and lots and
Well, it’s been ten years and maybe more since I first set eyes on you.
On this day, 10 years ago, I landed in London. I landed without a plan, other than wanting to do something a bit different with my life. Lots of things have changed for me. I own property. I have a
Not been in much, lately…
It’s probably an obvious statement at this point that I’ve let my blog fall by the wayside, somewhat. 7 posts this year, and 3 of those were about something that happened last year. I was thinking about this earlier this
Art, opportunity, and favouritism
Nothing makes you an expert on modern/contemporary art like becoming an international traveller. There’s something about art galleries which is a bit of a draw – a combination of being able to see one-of-a-kind works by humankind’s revered creative minds,
In which Jason tries out his new toy, and muses upon a bit of social commentary…
The beauty of having a special pen that scans your handwriting as you go is that you can jot down stuff anywhere, as you think of it. Provided anyone can decipher your terrible handwriting…
Da da dada da daaa, da dum! Da da dada da daaa, da dum! (Birthday retrospective – something we elderly farts do…)
Is it time for a Birthday Retrospective? Y’know, one of those “what were you doing 1, 2, 5, 10, 15 etc. years ago?” things? I think so. Game on! 1 year ago – 2010 (34) – Hannah, Paul, Kathryn &