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The edge of the trampoline, signifying the end of the trampoline. And an end of an era.
In 2021, a student care package means fast, reliable, low latency Internet. Everywhere. Well, everywhere except where we are, where the two asthmatic mice blowing ones and zeros down a piece of string usually max out at 8Mbps.
Things seen walking back to Paddington. Yes, I was avoiding the tube, and yes I was also missing my bike.
I've had a few office views over the years.
There was the Barrington Hall View; the gardens of an English Country House. There were the Microsoft Redmond Campus views that included Lake Bill, a hint of the Cascades and perfectly manicured grass. The Microsoft UK office view was memorable through not being worth remembering (but the walk there and back was awesome). I'm not sure if the The Oxford Academy counts, it was a classroom not an office after all (but the commute was good too). Skype had many views, from Tallinn, to Seattle and even London. And mixed in around this period were some "I'm workings on the train office views. Amazon provided some variations on a theme, Seattle (again!) towards the space needle, and London looking East and West. Then there's been last 19 months of office views that have had a large proportion of "working from the garden".
But of all the office views, the latest are not too shabby.
After a year and a half of beautiful, plane free (or mybe more plane-challenged) skies, it looked this morning like things were getting back to How They Were.
F caught me reading this this morning. He said, "you know that there's this thing called the internet". Cheeky so-and-so.
Probably not this one. It was more like driving an iPad than a car. Maybe this one because it feels more like a car than a computer game.
Snapped between the showers while on a walk with Ewok and Yogi.
Very different from yesterday's view.
Up early and a walk with the boys before breakfast.
We had to stop to shelter from the squall, but the light was worth it.
A quiet spot on the quay for a spot of reading.
Overheard while sat there, the crew of a boat planning to sail up to Scotland for the climate sumit, sampling the sea-soundscape on the way. I hope they got their TV slot. The producer (just arrived from south east London even though there's no petrol) sounded positive about an early morning piece to camera from the foredeck. But the lost and exasperated cameraman I saw the next morning probably meant that the tide-constrained slot had been missed.
90 mins after the apology email that the delivery would be a day late, up pulls a branded van. It sits there for a few minutes and then drives off. I'm wondering which person or system realised that the package wasn't in the van and when, oh, and what the COE will read like. busmansholiday.