New Year’s Resolutions – #4: Travel
In an attempt to hold myself to my resolutions this year, I’m blogging them. You can read more of my resolutions here. Travel I love travelling. I love exploring new places and meeting new people. Now that, for various reasons, I won’t be travelling as much for my day job as I have in years [...]
KYH: On the road, part III
The trouble with summer is that it’s warm. Turns out that this holds especially true during heatwaves, and it further transpires that London is not the best place in the world to look if you’re trying to find a gently, cooling breeze. The plan for yesterday was to have a morning of not doing very [...]
KYH: On the road, part II
Here begins day two of my London road trip. It’s going to be a blisteringly hot day from the look of it and I have a shoot booked this afternoon. Which probably means that I’ll be sweating like a donkey again. At least it’ll help me shed some pounds. Yesterday I shot an engagement set [...]
KYH: On the road, part 1
It’s 06:23 as I write this. I’m on a train that’s just left Warrington and is now accelerating on it’s way to London Euston. The sun is still just low enough for the light on the fields to be golden rather than white and just high enough to be exactly in my eye-line. I have [...]
The sound of money not whooshing out the door
Nikon have conspired to leak the specs of their next top-line pro DSLR, the D3X. Naturally, I want one. Because, you know, what Nikon user wouldn’t? I’ve spent most of the week trying to work out the best way to cart camera gear to the states for UDS week. I’ll be there all week (try [...]
A quick note
Back from Lexington; tired, grumpy, ready to eat brains (though I might have to have diet brains because, as always seems to be when I go away for work – and especially to Americky – I’ve put weight on again). More on that another time, perhaps. But I just wanted to say that the Bishop [...]
Leaving on a jet plane
A cliché of a title, I know, but it’s late and I’m past being able to think about it. Yes, dear readers, I’m off on my travels again. Tomorrow I’m off to London (rather stupidly I’ve got to fly from Manchester to Gatwick because there’s no train journey that would get me to London from [...]
Je retourne!
Back from a pleasant if wind-blown weekend in Edinburgh. Much to catch up on, including eight days worth of Three Hundred and Sixty-odd Days posts (narrowly avoiding FAIL there, I think), not to mention the scribbling that I haven't been doing. Still, some things are looking up. The break has recharged my writing brain juices [...]
I’m a sailor peg
Well, here we go. I'm now making last-minute preparations for to ship off to Boston for next week's Canonical Company Conference and for the last two days of UDS, where I'll be in meetings about Launchpad. This will be the third (count them) time that I've flown anywhere, and although I'm no longer in the [...]
No mojo, no longer
My writing mojo appears to have deserted me. Which, whilst not being the first time it's happened, true, and whilst it certainly won't be the last, is disconcerting nonetheless. A couple of weeks ago I was flying with novel-the-second (which has now taken on the title of After Life, though I'm not sure that that [...]
From Euston, with Love
I'm writing this from the concourse at London Euston, where I'm perched atop my luggage waiting for my train home to Lancaster. I wouldn't have been perched atop what is, let me tell you, a damn uncomfortable bag were it not for the fact that I rather over-prepared for the lack of a Victoria Line [...]
Quite possibly damp
There's a lot of this going on today, so there's a possibility that I may not make it home this afternoon. Virgin trains and the National Rail web service both tell me that trains to Lancaster are running but "subject to delays due to diversions and speed restrictions." I'll quite happily sit on a train [...]
To London, with laptop
I'm off to London for a week for worky purposes and as a result I'm currently inhabiting that vaguely exhausted, slightly frantic zone where I keep telling myself that I've packed everything I need and then suddenly discover that in fact I've done anything but. My vital belongings are going with me more out of [...]
