We're moving house soon, and we're planning to rent out the flat we live in now. We could use an estate agent, and get the flat up on all the usual property boards. But, in the spirit of the IndieWeb, and because we don't want to pay commission to agents, we decided to put up our own website advertising the flat.
Thoughts on work, the web, and the world
29 Jan 2017
22 Jan 2017
A few years ago, following an overnight deployment, I managed to delete a large proportion of the content on a client’s website. There are all kinds of excuses I could make, but the fact is that I did something stupid because I wasn't concentrating properly.
12 Jan 2017
On my first experience of presenting at a tech meetup.
10 Jan 2017
Once upon a time, before I became a web developer, I worked doing sound and light for events. Like web development, the hours tend to be long, and the work tends to attract anti-social oddballs. Unlike web development, you deal with rock stars.
5 Jan 2017
I recently got a Fitbit, without really meaning to. When a friend showed me his a few months ago, I’d been slightly scornful. Why would you want to track every aspect of your life? Besides, the device looked incredibly dorky, like a Star Trek fan’s vision of the future.
27 Dec 2016
Of all the celebrity deaths in 2016 that might have provoked me to write a few words, it feels somehow incongruous that it should be Rick Parfitt from Status Quo.
20 Dec 2016
As with many sites, images are an important part of the design for my art gallery listings site, The Gallery Guide. The tricky part is that the site is full of user-generated content, so not all of the listings have images attached.
16 Nov 2016
For a while, I’ve been puzzled by a pair of arrows painted on the pavement outside Café G on Peckham Rye. One red, pointing South, and the other blue, pointing North. I don’t know how long they’ve been there, but I don’t think it’s been that long - I don’t remember seeing them until quite recently.
30 Oct 2016
As I was cycling to work recently, I had to stop and wait while a lollipop lady held up the traffic. After the first wave of kids had crossed, she stayed there, waiting for a few more to get to the crossing. A queue of traffic was starting to build behind me, frustration rising in all of us keen to clock on.