Adam Tinworth: The Rest of My Life

Covent Garden Candids

I used to do a lot of wandering around, just snapping pictures of life. I'm trying to get back into the swing of it:

An Urban Garden

Our back garden in Lewisham, lit for a summer evening.

 

Foragers' Harvest

We've been foraging for fruit in the trees that grow adjacent to the flat in Lewisham:

Elderberries for jam…

Work from home? The office? The coffee shop?

Although working from home is convenient, sometimes it pays to go to the office.

That's what Sheryl Crow discovered when she jettisoned her Nashville home studio for a Los Angeles one to record her latest album, "100 Miles From Memphis." The L.A. location led a few famous friends to stop by, including Justin Timberlake.

"I dragged him into the studio and said, 'I want you to hear something,'" she recalled. She played him her cover of Terence Trent D'Arby's "Sign Your Name," redone with a Memphis sound.

"He looked at me and said, 'You know I'm from Memphis ... I've got the backgrounds on this.' And he came in and he sang on this," she said. "That sort of thing doesn't happen when you're working from home."

via www.knoxville.com

I'm a  huge fan of working from home, but only as part of a mix of locations. And the quote above illustrates exactly why an "office" in the widest sense can be hugely useful. I work from two different offices, home and coffee shops. Each give me a different working experience, and each are suited to different tasks. 

Uh-Oh

That’s just a few minutes’ walk from one of the office I work out of. Bad wallet news.

A New Traffic Light Feature?

Interesting new road safety feature at the crossing near Holborn station:

It counts down the number fo seconds until the traffic starts flowing again.

I must admit, my first reaction to these, as I headed in search of a sandwich, was disbelief - do we actually need these countdowns? And then, I remembered the number of rather horrible accidents I've seen from the EG office, including watching the police setting up a tent over, presumably, a mangled body, while I was in a meeting in the publisher's office.

Maybe we do need them.

Soho Sticker Escapee

I associate prostitute adverts with Soho phone boxes, not the post box outside the flat.

This is not a change to the neighbourhood that delights me.

Holborn's Burning (Briefly)

OK, I admit it. the title's a bit of an exaggeration. But we had the excitement of a small fire here at EG towers this afternoon. As best I can tell, a pile of bags of shredded paper somehow caught fire just outside our Holborn office, leading to smoke, fire extinguishing and the arrival of the fire brigade:

  

The building security guard actually tried to stop me taking the last photo. Apparently photos of burnt paper in the foyer are a security risk...  

The Named Famous Face

Well, after my ruminations on the last Scarlett Johansson bus advert not being immediately recognisable as her, the winter campaign has her name in big old letters on the bus.

Just as well, as she's even less recognisable in this one...

It appears to be a colour toned version of this pic:

London, I'm So Proud

For a capital city, we don't show much pride in ourselves.