conferences
Busy work day today. I’m off on a conference that took up the whole of this evening and will eat up pretty much all of tomorrow. And I’m looking forward to every minute of it. When did that happen? However, the really cool thing is that both the
commuting
Here’s a word of advice: if you haven’t done a particular commuting route in nine years, don’t assume you’ll be able to do it again straight off. Yes, today I drove from my sunny Lewisham residence to my new office in Sutton. I’m not a
bizbuzzmedia
Yesterday, I rather cryptically mentioned that I wouldn’t be writing about property and architecture on this blog anymore. To understand why, we need to take a step backwards. During the day, I’m the features editor of Estates Gazette, a weekly magazine covering the commercial property magazine, and one
architecture
Incidentally, the last entry may well be the last “Property & Architecture” post on this blog for a while. This is good news, trust me. More details tomorrow.
brian micklethwait
Brian Micklethwait, oft of Samizdata [http://www.samizdata.net/blog/], has an interesting entry over on his Culture Blog [http://www.brianmicklethwait.com/culture/], replying to elements [http://www.brianmicklethwait.com/culture/2003_08.shtml#000528] of the Office Trends magazine I edited earlier this year. As we start laying
desk
My desk is a state. It’s understandable, really. I’ve had a couple of deadlines in quick succession and thus I’ve never had the time to clear away the detritus of the creative process. Over the next few days, I’ll be making an assault on the mess.
archive
A photo of Roy Tinworth, my Dad, from the 1960s.
broadband
Two things make home working a really viable prospect for a mediocre hack like myself. The first is a good, robust broadband pipe into the flat. Check. The second is a work-supplied mobile phone. Check. These two in combination mean that I’m just as accessible at home as I
london
I had a wonderful meeting this morning. Well, to be honest, the meeting itself tended towards the mundane, but the venue was possibly my idea of heaven on earth: the London branch of the Scotch Malt Whisky Society [http://www.smws.com] . I could spend the rest of my life,