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Thursday, 19th March 2020 The CD player has seen its first use in months. I imagine it digitally—if somewhat outdatedly—flipping the bird at the Amazon Echo that sits on the sideboard next to it; the latter normally the go-to source of music in recent years, and one of several dotted around the house. The so… Read more »
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Wednesday, 18th March 2020 It technically started yesterday. Some time around mid-morning, the management team emerged from their lair to tell us we were being sent home. Every day for the last couple of weeks, they've had meetings to discuss the progress of the virus that has crept its way across the planet… Read more »
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I grew up surrounded by strong women. Both sides of my family were, and still are, highly matriarchical. My mother is the eldest of three sisters, with an older brother who, with the best will in the world, never stood a chance once they started appearing. My nan ran that household. As I mentioned in an earli… Read more »
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Morning arrives with a scream, as it does most week days. Despite the hour, I'm relieved to know it isn't mine, though after some of the dreams I've had lately, it wouldn't surprise me if it was. The scream comes from an alarm clock, but it sometimes takes my brain a few seconds to figure that out. It's the k… Read more »
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In April 2016, my employer moved the office I work in from my home city of Coventry to the nearby town of Rugby. Over the course of a weekend, I swapped my usual two buses each way for a single train ride with a generous dose of exercise at either end. Having grown up, lived and worked in Coventry all my life… Read more »
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I've recently rebuilt a friend's website for her. It's a site I originally built back in 2010, based on the Joomla content management system, which had been recommended by another friend some years earlier. The website worked and did what it needed to, but I never loved it, in part because I wasn't enamoured… Read more »
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We've run out of developers. That's it. There are none left. They're all gone. Those that still exist are hiding under the rock of steady employment, not wanting to venture out in case their object references end up not being set to an instance of an object. (I made a developer joke in the hope of luring one… Read more »
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Almost fifteen years ago to the day I was preparing to sit down for the first of my GCSE exams. I managed to get ten GCSEs in all. The two I scored highest in were English Literature, which came as a surprise to me at the time but makes a lot of sense now, and Music. I loved music back then, as I do now. I'd… Read more »
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Today I had the office to myself. The rest of my team managed to get roped into a meeting in London with our chairman and some of his colleagues at one of the other firms he's involved with. From experience (at my last company), being invited to meetings like that is often a dubious honour. Sometimes they're… Read more »
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It's cold at work. It often is. In the summer months, it's not so bad. Having windows along one side of the building lets the sun in, sometimes achieving something bordering on pleasant. But between the tail end of autumn and the onset of spring, the office is like a fridge. It does have heating, but it's tem… Read more »