Mnemozzyne

I wore gloves to cycle to work today, for the first time since spring.

I’ve decided to say goodbye to my XBOX 360.

I have a new little thingie that makes the holiday horn blow for me, to add to the frisson I get when I see a good pharmacy sign.

Girton woods looking good on my run this morning.

I’m attempting to learn the 33 letters of the Georgian alphabet (მხედრული, that is).

I’ve been enjoying this application of webcam technology (nod to my friend Quentin) and feeling nostalgic for New Zealand recently.

This is the third post in a row about running.

My legs are recovering as I write: yesterday with some chums I ran nearly a marathon on a geeky stop-start route around the Colleges of Cambridge.

Time passes, things change.

Back in 2022 I wrote about how annoying it is, with all the built-in smarts in a smartphone, they still wake me up even when there are like a hundred ways they could detect that I don’t want to be woken.

Our family has been playing quite a bit of chess recently.