The home of typing by Alice Bartlett 👩🏻💻
In Soho I note that the pavements have gone a strange colour. They are darker than usual, and splodgy or stripy. I wonder if I am imagining it. THe next day the strange colour strikes me again and I realise it’s because it hasn’t rained and this is a month’s build up of liquids people drop on the floor. I mention this to my colleague and he says “yeah, and it smells of piss”. Of course I don’t…
Last Sunday we packed up the maximum our Corsa E could handle (volumetrically speaking) and headed to Wowo. Jeremy described this as “not like normal camping, more like the Soho House of family campsites”. Every pitch has a fire pit. It has a stream, woods with big muddy slopes to scrabble around in, evening entertainment every night and an on site shop that only sells organic things and a large…
The water butts are now out of water, except for the hard to reach dregs. I can’t wait for it to rain but when will it? On Wednesday I spent 3 hours unable to connect my work laptop to the internet, a problem that I was only able to solve by uninstalling and reinstalling the VPN. It was very annoying! I am still annoyed! 3 hours! We’ve introduced universal basic income for the kids. Both get £1…
I did think, fleetingly, that I’d actually be quite into it if England won the men’s world cup. Anyway, never mind. We’re currently the same distance from “Three lions on a shirt” as the Lightning Seeds were when they released that song. #60yearsofhurt. Double birthday party weekender. I am once again sliding off of the running habit. This is how it always goes - run for a year and then just stop…
C has really got the hang of empathy appeals lately. The other day, when we’d run out of bagels so I couldn’t give him one for breakfast he said “How would you like it mum, if I ruined your birthday?” and I said “mate, it’s not ya birthday” and he said, emotionally, “IT’S MY BIRTHDAY WEEK?!?!?!”. Can’t imagine where he gets this incredibly dramatic personality from. I drank two bottles of (very…
Evening. The squashes have started to fruit, though they are also looking a bit mildewy. I’m not ready for the peas to be over, sending E out to pick a bunch for a snack is just so wholesome. But they’re drying up a bit and getting too bitter, and the cucamelons from last year have regrown where the peas were so I need to make space. Last week I took Chaz in to town and bought him a new pair of…
These are late because I couldn’t be arsed. You get what you pay for dear reader. C has started asking me questions about what I think about things. He often doesn’t listen to the answer but he has at least picked up the conversational device of pretending to care so that he can then tell me his answer. He asked me what the best day of my life was the other day and then told me that the best day…
In case you haven’t gotten the news already from tom - it’s warm. I like it but he doesn’t and annually I say “lovely weather” on my blog and he describes the tyranny of the oppressive heat on his. This is called free speech. The queue for the Soho mayonnaise (soho-mayo?) pop-up was round the block. I sent a video to Lachie because he hates mayo. He’d probably dislike it a normal amount were it…
I think with AI you’ve got to be building the software equivalent of escalators if you’re going to do it for prod. That way if the AI goes away you still have stairs, unless you’ve gotten too out of shape to walk up them. On Saturday we went to see Shelf do “Kids Show 2” at a small parish hall in a hamlet outside Lewes. It was a weird place for them to be honestly - the last time we saw them was…
LeadDev week. As is tradition, I left feeling so incredibly tired. You could pour me into a bucket and tip me into the bog. Just flush me, let me travel through the sewage system and hang out with the fat bergs. I gave a workshop on Engineering Strategy again. Gave myself a little thrill by discovering that my timers were all out by one minute in the 10 minutes before I was due to go on stage.…