As we approach Christmas I find myself thinking about my father an awful lot. The feelings are often confused and bittersweet and it doesn’t help when each year only seems to pile on more confusions and contradictions. After just a few years of this, the plumbing upstairs is well and truly blocked. I never grant […]Read More On Dad’s and Christmas
There’s a lot of crowds packed into a heaving tube train at 1am on weekends. People are smartly dressed and drunk. A man with a 5 o’clock shadow staggers on, swerving into people as though they were bowling skittles. He holds on to nearby handholds for dear life but the jerky movements of the tube […]Read More Gentrification and the Victoria Line: Authenticity is a marketing buzzword.
It’s been a little quiet around here, hasn’t it? The funeral march of life sometimes demands you to put your attention elsewhere. I think I’ve been doing that for a little while. There’s going to be changes around here. For the longest time, Digital Brain has been a place for me to write about nerd […]Read More All Quiet on the Western Front