of graveyards and golf courses: A perspective on perspective

When I was a child, I loved seeing photographs of everyday things from not-everyday perspectives. I think the first such thing I remember marvelling about was what a human hair looked like under a powerful microscope. It looked a bit like this image from “Long Hair Community” via Google: I’m still fascinated by such out-of-normal-perspective … Continue reading “of graveyards and golf courses: A perspective on perspective”

Thinking lazily about notifications and alerts: Part 2

This is the second in a series on notifications and alerts, building on what I started sharing earlier today, as promised. First, a musical interlude. Someone’s knocking at the door, somebody’s ringing the bell/ Do me a favour/Open the door/And let them in. Mum, the kettle’s boiling/Daddy, what’s the time/Sis, look what you’re doing/Can’t you … Continue reading “Thinking lazily about notifications and alerts: Part 2”

Old friends…lost in their overcoats

Lost in their overcoats. How I love that line. An old friend, Abu, came over to see me some time ago. It was a very long time ago. 1971. I was 13. We were already old friends by then. I’d known him since early January 1966. We still meet. We’ve kept in touch. We have … Continue reading “Old friends…lost in their overcoats”

Murmurations on a Sunday morning

Murmuration. What a wonderful word. I remember being fascinated by collective nouns at school, particularly those to do with birds. An unkindness of ravens. A parliament of rooks. A murder of crows. An ostentation of peacocks. And a murmuration of starlings. That one stuck with me. Really stuck with me. Particularly since I then had … Continue reading “Murmurations on a Sunday morning”

Be Not Alone

I became a grandfather for the first time last Friday night, and had the opportunity to welcome grandson number one Elijah Fenn to planet earth. One of the happiest moments of my life. It mattered to me in ways that may not make sense to others: my father never lived to see any of his … Continue reading “Be Not Alone”