Yes another blog post about running. Only my second in over 13 years so bare with me. I don't intend on becoming a sports writer. It should be obvious by now that I know nothing about any of this. I do have a habit of sharing personal stories though. This recent discovery has happened towards the end of one hundred days continuous running. For those craving some tech geekery I shot … [Read more...] about Learning How to Run – Barefoot
Vinyl sales in the UK are at a 20 year high. This last week I’ve bought records from Oxfam, HMV and Action Records in Preston. My local Oxfam in Huntingdon has a sign in the street saying ‘Vinyl Revival This Way’ with an arrow pointing in the direction of the store. Inside, amidst the books, there's a great selection of 33’s and 45’s, all researched by and priced fairly. Well, more fairly for … [Read more...] about The Tangible Vinyl Revival
I’m a different person because of the internet. And as the internet as a medium changes, so do I. When at first new platforms took me into conversations and minds around the world, it felt like liberation. Unfettered creativity. Freedom of information. New tools taught me new ways to learn, communicate and share. The web was a most welcome bolt on for my mind. I still find it hard to grasp … [Read more...] about We created something wondrous. Now let us learn how to use it.
It’s the last day of the year and I’m approaching 400,000 words for my 'personal' diary. I write every day but am conscious of a pile of notebooks, tapes and letters dating back to the 80’s. I’d be keen to digitise them. Or to at least make the words searchable and safe. No idea if anyone would ever want to read them. Or even if I’d want them to. Some words are written for the self. Today … [Read more...] about Keeping a Diary in a Networked World
I guess I’m writing this for a few reasons. One is to remember what this all felt like. The same reason I document a lot of passing moments. Another is to remember a most incredible woman. Few times in a persons life are as heart breaking as the death of a loved one. This was a good death though. While sat at my Grandmothers bedside and in the many years leading up to her last breath, we had … [Read more...] about Ofelia Matilde Battaglia. Nonna.