Half an Hour

I have half an hour left until I get to switch my computer off, climb aboard my trusty bicycle, and pedal my way back towards town. I'm already wondering what ass-hattery will be thrown at me during the journey - this morning was the third in a row where cars have pulled out in front of me with no indication what-so-ever regarding what they were about to do. Apparently I'm invisible.

Soaked to the Skin

I was going to write a long, meandering, nerdy post about my writing process - about markdown formatting, and version control, and compiling blog posts into e-books, but then realised I had a much better story to tell. You see - just as I was leaving the office to cycle home, I felt a drop …

A Day To Forget

Today has been a day to forget so far.Miss 17 is apparently not talking to me today. I’m not really sure why. After calling her repeatedly over the course of an hour this morning, she emerged from her room with moments to spare in order to catch her bus to college. I asked if she …

Cycling to Work

I cycled to work today, and tried out the camera. It really didn't help that the sky fell on my head for the entire journey, covering the camera in water and blurring everything, but it kind of worked. I'll try it again on the way home (it's not raining now - for the first time …

Turning the Pedals

Cycling to work this morning seemed like hard work. It's amazing how sitting in a hotel for a week can take the formerly super-human strength from your legs and hide it somewhere. I guess it doesn't help that I have a few days booked off work this week - which I fully intend to spend …

Falling Down

No, this post is not going to be about the Michael Douglas movie from the 1990s where an average guy goes on the rampage and holds up a fast food restaurant because his burger doesn't look like the one in the picture. This post is going to be about me falling on my backside last …