— Adam Tinworth (@adders) January 22, 2015
Morning in the Cotswolds
Buzzfeed rounds up how horrible being sleep-deprived is for you:
When you get consistently bad sleep, your brain suffers. You can experience impaired learning ability, poor judgment, emotional problems, poor motor skills, and more, Dr. Timothy Morgenthaler, president of the American Academy of Sleep Medicine and professor of medicine at Mayo Clinic in Rochester, Minnesota, tells BuzzFeed Life.
Yikes. That’ll be fun in a few months. It brings back memories of how uh, confused, I got back in 2012. Luckily, io9 has a guide to good napping:
Not all naps are created equal. Some naps have been shown to rejuvenate where others boost creativity. What’s more, when you nap can be as important as how you nap. Here’s how to nap like a professional, nap-taking machine. Here’s how to nap like you MEAN IT.
Sometimes you just have to start writing.
I’ve barely written for over a week now. My blog(s) lie fallow, writing project are stalled – and I’m frustrated. Sure, I’ve had a serious amount of admin and organising to do – and plenty of student contact time. I could say that I have writers’ block – but that would be a lie. I don’t really believe in writers’ block as an idea. It’s just procrastination or distraction wearing fancy suit and showing off its delusions of grandeur. I just haven’t been writing.
But I need to write. I need to blog. So, this morning, I’ve set aside the whole morning to just do writing tasks. Admin can wait until later. For now, I need to just start writing things.
And this is a start.
Poking around in Google+ on my return, I found it’s done some interesting things with some of my photos from the trip. Google+ Photos adds “Auto-Awesome” effects to photos uploaded there, and your phone can be set to automatically upload images. The results can be unexpected, to say the very least, but this once, they’re beautifully atmospheric…
*I may be biased – I know the owners very well…
Enjoying a Tom Foolery coffee while catching up on e-mail and feeds on this beautiful morning…
Still missing you Dad, over a decade since you passed.
“Why’s this place so quiet?”
“Oh, the football’s on…”
(Panic) “Which match, which match…?”
Summer finally hit the south coast over the weekend, and I was fortunate enough to spend a good section of my three day weekend with my daughter on the beach. Friday was a quiet day, as you might expect, with Hazel enjoying exploring the abundant plant life that grows on Shoreham Beach’s rare shingle habitat.
By Sunday, the little one was quite surprised when she toddled onto the beach. She’s used to us having it largely to ourselves, bar a few dog walkers (“doggies!”), and the beach, while not packed, was certainly busy. Quite a few of the visitors had decided to take advantage of the weather by stripping off to shorts to swimwear, which led to a lot of pointing and cries of “rudie nudie!” from the little one. Toddlers lack social graces, it appears.
Still, an idyllic couple of hours, exploring the Beach, throwing pebbles into the water and watching the boats go by. While pointing out the “rudie nudies”, of course.
The beginning of summer beings blooms into life on Shoreham Beach’s shingle beach habitat.