James Doc

This week the V&A has been taken over by the London Design Festival.

An extract from today's lunch time read.

Another year ends and a new one begins.

I received all horrible message the other day indicating that my Dropbox is approaching it’s maximum size.

Control + Shift + Eject.

Recently I’ve taken the sweeping step of preventing my computer from accessing specific websites.

I’m in the process of moving to London.

Sometimes there are occasions that life throws up that you just cannot miss.

Over the weekend I managed to delete a lot of Google Analytics data.

One of the more impressive security breaches in the technology world this year has been the millions of user account details that was stolen from Adobe in the last couple of months.

Parallax scrolling is one of the big design trends online at the moment, there are some really great examples of it online.

Newsboys have just released their 16th album.

A couple of months ago I wrote a post about Amazon's announcement about a new feature they were adding to music sales: 'AutoRip'.

This morning I made a potentially huge mistake - sending an email way before I intended to.

Having had an appointment in the diary for six weeks, with a precise time given for arrival, I was entirely unsurprised to find that the hospital were stating that there were 103 patients in the queue and that the waiting time would be between one to two…

It was remarked over the weekend that my high volume of blogging has dipped back to infrequent.

The king is dead.

I have just gone for a run.

I've been making my way through my new reading list and a fair pace.

In less than a week I will be in Edinburgh.

There are occasions where 'nothing new' creeps up on me and catches me off guard.

One of my favourite set of books is Alice in Wonderland and Alice Through the Looking Glass.

BBC news has an interesting article on it today about a new feature from Amazon: AutoRip.

Below are my scribbling* from tonight's UXOxford talk.

I have spent a fair amount of time this week working on creating an email template.

Work has been tough this week.

My reading list was something that stayed in my head.

I suppose this is what they call writer block then… I've been outputting almost a post a day for the last couple of months, however as soon as I offer to write something for something else… zap.

Over the last few months there have been a lot of new bins appearing over Oxford.

My friend Adam just posted a list of 27 things we need more of.

Over the last two weeks I've been signed off work to give some time and space for my collar boon to start healing.

One of the sections at TEDxBrum yesterday was entitled 'Changing directions'.

I'm sitting on the train traveling home from TEDxBrum.

I haven't written a post about cool new technology in what seems like ages, so it is time to change that!

My writing process for blog posts always starts on paper.

One of the more frustrating things in this modern world is being put on hold.

Yesterday I over-did myself, I think I found where my 'freshly broken collar bone limit' is.

I broke myself today.

My current location is a carriage of a First Capital Connect train, heading towards Brighton.

Church meetings have an incredible ability to turn your brain to squish. 45 minutes into last night's meeting did that to mine as I looked down at my watch, then to the meeting agenda, and then realised that we had only reached the second point.

I booked myself into dConstruct 2013 today.

This morning I managed to empty my database.

The following post is going to be two things.

Today I built a castle.

I did another longish cycle ride today on my way into work.

Swearing, it’s not big, it’s not clever, but it is authentic.

Each fortnight I meet up with a few of the guys from Magdalen Road Church to discuss a couple of chapters from a book we are reading, I've mentioned it before.

This evening was spent doing something that I spend a fair amount of my teenage years doing - play Age of Empires II.

Catching up with old friends is always a great joy.

That time after passing a deadline is always an odd one; on one hand there is that wonderful rest having worked crazy-hard to hit the targets, to get the work done on time.