Post-Interview Syndrome, Deliberate Distractions and Pushing the Fast-Forward Button

His first movement after the shock had been to work in his loom; and he went on with this unremittingly, never asking himself why, now he was come to Raveloe, he worked far on into the night to finish the tale of Mrs. Osgood’s table-linen sooner than she expected — without contemplating beforehand the money she would […]
Favourite Photo of the Month 2019

2019 was something of a slow year for my photography. I took fewer photos than in most previous years, and I didn’t get out of Bristol much. Still, in keeping with tradition, here are the ones I liked best. They’re not necessarily the best technical photos, but I like them and I enjoy the reminder […]
Reading Challenge 2019

In 2018, I realised I’d somehow got out of the habit of reading. It felt odd, given that “reader” has been part of my identity since I was a child, leafing through Beatrix Potter and Enid Blyton. I decided to commit to reading more in 2019. I set myself a target (using the Goodreads Reading […]
A New Door in Pictures

It’s not all about technology chez Matt. Sometimes the challenges I face are only as simple as some bits of wood. Specifically, these bits of rotten, twenty-year-old wood that constitute our decrepit bin cupboard door out front. I walk past this every day, and, as is often the case with familiarity, its complete disintegration had somehow […]