Writing

Over the years I’ve spent an inordinate amount of time on seemingly useless activity. This has, more often than not, been ultimately useful. Sometimes I beat myself up about this tinkering: it can feel like I’m falling down a hole. That said, recast as continuing professional development (which it definitely could be in many cases), it doesn’t look so bad, somehow.

I have spent this evening, as I sometimes do, reconciling bank accounts with credit card statements and categorising household spending. I find this a strangely restful activity.

I’ve been playing in a band with some local friends / dads (prosaically known until yesterday as Dad Band, now dubbed Fustians). Every other Friday night we book out a rehearsal studio and bash out a few tunes. We’ve been doing it for six months or so, and having made a decision not to do covers, it’s been interesting to observe the growth of a creative unit.

Another day, another post. Nothing really to say: I’m just trying to form a habit.

A few observations from the day:

• My commute was accompanied by three excellent podcasts: 99 Percent Invisible, In Our Time and The Bugle. In particular, the Kepler IOT was fascinating. Must read more about him.

I’ve made some New Year’s resolutions