22. (Not) Crying Wolf

Source There is a lot I enjoy about my work, not least being a purveyor of the somewhat esoteric knowledge of materials and how they perform in a variety of service environments. Most of the time I am advising, providing insights into what types of degradation can occur, how likely it is to progress and what actions we should be taking to assure ourselves of the future integrity of the kit we look after. ...

January 25, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

21. Routine

Two mornings during a typical work week, I make a pit stop at the Starbucks in Union Square. Over the course of the last year, it has become apparent that quite a few people have a similar routine. I now recognise — and share the odd nod with — an older gentleman who usually arrives at the same time I do and unfailingly buys an espresso machiato which he proceeds to nurse for all of thirty minutes before shooting off to what I assume must be work. ...

January 24, 2017 · 2 min · AJ

20. On Repeat — You Are My Life

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January 23, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

19. Waiting

… For the flight to Manchester that will leads to a train to Sheffield and then a weekend of meeting S.’s folk…. Then the Wait, actively I suppose, for time and life to work its magic and meld these two journeys — separate, distinct but converging — into a coherent whole… #Hopeful

January 21, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

18. Bubbles

Source: Wallpaper.com I come upon them suddenly as I emerge from the arch on Peacock’s Close onto the parking lot. I have my headphones in as always, humming under my breath as I drag myself home, the combination of the low light , my tiredness and that they have their backs to the road being the reasons why we startle each other. What becomes obvious when I eventually take in the scene is that they — a woman and a girl I can only assume are mother and child — have been taking turns at blowing bubbles and squealing in delight as the light wind drives them away towards the road. ...

January 20, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

17. Anticlimax

The promised snowcaplyse never quite materialised. At its worst in my corner of the world, it deposited a layer of snow all around, the result of the intermittent dribbles of snow and gale force winds. The effect of that, and the small rise in temperatures followed by a freeze which thawed the snow for a bit, was to leave slippery layers of black ice on the pavements; treacherous for us runners and brisk walkers. A friend did fare slightly worse, the small matter of a fortuitous gap between her car and the one in front of her being the difference between safety and a minor crash when she skidded on a patch of black ice. ...

January 19, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

16. The Crux of The Matter

Love God. Love People. The End

January 18, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

15. Finding My Rhythm

Beach Boulevard, Aberdeen, 2016 One of the things I’m looking to achieve this year is to run a 10k race, which is why three to four times a week I grab my gear and hit the road. I use the MapMyRun app which paces me during the week from a leisurely 2k easy run on a Tuesday to a longer (now 5k+) run on the following Sunday. As my run times improve and the distances lengthen, what I realise is that my natural predilection for just hitting go and running works fine for speed but works against my distance, as I am often far too winded to post a useful time once that initial burst of energy has fizzled out. ...

January 17, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

14. On Repeat — Fighting For You

[embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vx-aJrd-gmo[/embed] Start walking with your head held high The future is bright, Heaven’s gates are open wide. Every trouble that you ever walk through Peace, my child, I am, I am fighting for you Lyrics from the Tenth Avenue North Song ‘ Fighting For You’, from the 2016 album Followers. Apt, for a returning Prodigal of sorts…

January 16, 2017 · 1 min · AJ

13. Caught Up

A pop up on LinkedIn is how my memory of him gets reawakened. He, O, is an old friend whom I haven’t spoken to in a very long time, far longer than I care to admit. It is with some trepidation I send a request to connect and a message. That gets accepted, following which we exchange a few messages, ending with obtaining his phone number. A forty five minute conversation on the phone today reminds me of all what I have missed from that friendship. All things being equal we plan to catch up properly when next I am in London, wives, kids and all…

January 15, 2017 · 1 min · AJ