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Happy New Year!
I was too busy watching Jools Holland and tweeting to watch the fireworks. If you missed them too, here they are. Happy New Year!
Not blogging but writing
Yes, I have gone a bit quiet, haven’t I? Here’s why. I’m working on a book for FT Prentice Hall on online marketing for small businesses - due to publish summer 2010. If you’d like me to consider your business as a case study for the book, please get in touch!
Winter in Woking
I’ve discovered my photographic forté: local rag reportage. We had a bit of snow in the UK this week. I took advantage of the first snowfall on Monday, took a walk into town, and a few photos along the way. My local paper spotted them on Flickr and asked if they could publish one or [...]
New Year’s aspirations
Well, here we are, dear reader - it’s 2009 already. Did you celebrate with friends and fizz? I almost did this year for once, but then decided that, from the provincial setting of Reed Towers, it would be easier to get to Mordor on New Year’s Eve than the party in North London I was [...]
Media, he wrote
Well, that was the plan. So much for the staycation. My recent ‘writing week’ achieved almost nothing. I managed to clear my desk of all but one project for the week, thinking that one project would take about a day. It took much longer, with the result that I got very little scintillating prose down [...]
Trojan war
Something very scary happened to me this week. OK, not to me - to my computer - which I unhealthily consider an extension of myself. My first clue was when the Internet blocked my IP address and therefore my outgoing email. Specifically, the Composite Blocking List. No, I didn’t know what it was either [...]
Digital gulag
Despite the proliferation of outdoorsy images on this blog lately, I’ve been rather confined to quarters in recent weeks, doing hard labour in the digital gulag in which I seem to have incarcerated myself. Yes, dear reader, I am currently trapped inside your screen like General Zod in the Phantom Zone. And it’s going to [...]
Doors to manual
Lunch with my nephew, Harrison, at our local airport, Fairoaks, at the weekend. Little more than an airstrip in the middle of Chobham Common - but they have a caf from where you can see light aircraft and helicopters taking off and landing. Entertaining for 3-year-olds and 37-year-olds alike.
I’m really not turning into a plane [...]
The office
The view from my office this lunchtime. And, below, the view from just outside my front door, by the lake at Reed Towers, where I was working this afternoon. I have lots of reading to get through this week, and this is the perfect spot to do it. It’s probably just about within wireless broadband [...]
The Village Wedding
You know how you go years without going to a wedding, and then get invited to three? I went to this year’s first wedding at the weekend - and I think I can safely say in advance, without fear of contradiction or offence, that it was the most spectacular venue of the three.
My friend Michele [...]
