I almost gave up this week. Well, today in fact. This edition of the newsletter completely ran away from me, and try as I might, I just couldn’t carve out some time to get this done.
I am going to start this edition with some aggressive positivity. You f**kin rock.
Another two weeks gone and another newsletter hitting your inbox. I know how much you enjoy reading my ramblings, and I think I have recovered everyone
I lost some people this week. They didn’t die or anything - at least I hope not - but I broke the newsletter quite spectacularly trying to fix a bug
There are so many of you now that I have too many friends to write to! Since moving my blog, trimming the fat on my hosting, and posting more regularly the number of sign-ups has almost doubled in two weeks. Which is humbling, and more than a little bit scary.
If I can open with a corporate email trope, I am hoping this email find you well. I am writing this on the day I have had to go for a COVID test, and by the time you read it I will have my test back so who knows what’s happening now.
I’m really struggling. The pressures of homeschooling, working, outside projects and just general day-to-day things is all a bit too much currently, and I am not ashamed to admit it.
No sooner had I finished my plans for 2021 the COVID-19 pandemic took another twist, and we ended up locked down again.
Without saying another word, I would like to wish you all a very merry Christmas and a happy new year. If you do not celebrate then accept my very best wishes for the upcoming year and every success in 2021.
Twenty editions of my newsletter down! Actually, it might be more, I’m not sure when I changed the name of it, but I am taking it nonetheless.
Have you ever been at a party or other gathering and while talking to someone, instead of them being engaged with you, they are looking over your shoulder?
Locked down again! The UK descended into version two of national lockdown “circuit breaker” and this time it’s very personal.
I write to you at the end of a horrible two weeks. Even in this position of privilege I have, my eyes have been opened simply by the fact I am not allowed to leave my house.
I have a question for you all to start this weeks newsletter. At what point do you give up and stop doing something because it seems futile.
This edition of the newsletter comes just a few days after celebrating my birthday. This year has been exceptionally strange for us all, but a certain level of realisation comes when you can’t do the things you usually do to celebrate.