Richard P Grant
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Category Archives: Personal
Clampdown
“ Hey Mike. Mike? Mike. Mike, can you hear me? Cannn youu hearrrr meee. Yes, I can hear you, but I don’t think you can hear me. No I’m not on mute. Have you got your sound up? Better? Good. … Continue reading
My blue heaven
Wordsworth lost it when he saw fields of daffodils. I wonder what he thought of bluebells. It’s been a busy 2 weeks—a long-awaited holiday from work, with my birthday in the middle. Staycations around here always end up with a … Continue reading
Twelve days of Christmas
So that was Christmas. And what I did was a little project that you might have missed: a photo for every day of Christmas, from the first to the twelfth. No commentary or explanation, just the photo, and the day … Continue reading
Posted in Personal, Photography
Tagged Christmas, instagram
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Town Called Malice
I went to a gig on Friday night. That in itself is probably worth a blog post, but this gig was a bit special because the Younger Pawn was playing bass in a band called Charles and the Big Boys, … Continue reading
Posted in London, Music, Personal, Science-less Sunday
Tagged music, offspring, Pawns, proud dad
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Days
Joshua is at that delightful age when he is yet too young to be able to reliably, unaided, clean and dress himself, yet old enough to resist getting ready to leave the house in the morning. When he was younger, … Continue reading
Weather with you
Even before we moved to Gravesend, we knew of its “dodgy thermometer” from the weather forecasts on TV and radio. Gravesend was consistently the warmest place in the country, bucking the nation’s trends by a degree Celsius or two. In … Continue reading
Posted in Friday afternoon, Me, Personal
Tagged code, html, met office, weather
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Back in the USSR
Last time I was here, I made a comment about how I hoped things were going to get less busy. Yeah… that didn’t work out too well. Since January, I have been on six overseas work trips. The most recent … Continue reading
Hard Day’s Night
Last year was mental. Back in December 2015, with about about 10 days’ notice, a colleague and I flew to Orlando on a Sunday lunchtime, ran a meeting Monday morning, and flew home Monday night. That was just the start. … Continue reading
On legends
For most of my first 17 years I lived on, or very close to, one of a number of airbases in England and Germany. Just about every day was airshow day, at least for a somewhat limited and specialist class … Continue reading
On starting small
We’re still here. No need to send a search party… yet.
Posted in Don't try this at home, Personal, Photography
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