Day 1 Thu, Dec 11th 2025 Kent Beck Sustainable Augmented Development Kent told us we have been thrust from a predictable world of extraction into a brave new era of exploration, where AI amplifies our leverage but requires Continue reading
On the train at Manchester the accents wash over me. “Youe go’ u’ early todey innit?” What to do with three hours in London? Roll a dice on Monopoly board. Euston Road to Kensington. And here I am. This is Continue reading
Tesco breakfast porridge pots are surprisingly good. Speaking of supermarkets, there is a progressive evolution here. I recall in the 1990s, when a lot of the small chicken shops closed down because Coles and Woolworths started offering hot roast chicken. Continue reading
An offshoot of the Bletchley Park museum, which leans more towards military stories, this Museum is a place for the stories of Britain s computer Industry following World War 2. They start with a largely working Bombe machine replica ticking Continue reading
As I step outside I see the bins queued up. Recycling (in this council) appears to be partitioned into cardboard/paper separated from cans and bottles, in addition to green waste and regular waste. National Radio Centre This is a kind Continue reading
Apart from seeing my Dad this museum was one of the principal reasons I had come to the UK. (Turing s influence on Computing are diverse and I had read a great book on his PhD.) I did spent Continue reading
As I open the door, French accent drift by. A man pushing a pram. There are no cars on the curb today. There are a bunch of bicycles outside the dry cleaners. There are lots of people walking past wearing Continue reading
As I step outside a sporty Mercedes pulls onto the curb in front of me. Another engine revs in the distance. A BMW pulls into view, driven at speed, the engine working hard. Women in Burkhas step into a supermarket. Continue reading
In the morning, as we walk along the back lane, steam puffs out of bathroom vents in the chill air and a black cat perches on an old stone wall. Wooden toys on the kerb indicate market day. As we Continue reading
The morning is a crisp 9 degrees. I like the freshness and absence of humidity which clogs the brain. Over the morning cup of tea we talk about trains. There is confusion about ticketing due to the proliferation of train Continue reading