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Month: January 2022

Weeknote 03/2022

After two years of successfully dodging it, this was the week I caught Covid. Thankfully, because I’ve had three vaccinations, it’s been really mild and I’ve managed to work through it. I’m 99% sure that transmission happened via my daughter (who’s been off school with it) as half of her class are off with Covid.

Other than being pretty tired, the biggest annoyance has been not being able to go to the gym. I’ve managed some time on the exercise bike we bought at the beginning of the pandemic, but other than that I’ve spent a lot of time sitting down. My first symptoms were last Tuesday so if I have negative lateral flow tests on Sunday and Monday, then I’m out of ‘house arrest’.


We’ve been trying to get into a rhythm of co-working on different clients projects this week at WAO. Currently, we’re working with Greenpeace on a couple of projects, Participate, and Julie’s Bicycle. The latter has two strands to it, and with one of them we’re collaborating with Outlandish. As with any project, the hardest bit is at the start when you have to figure out the team, budget, and goals in a way that allows everyone to feel heard (without devolving into decisions made by committee).

One of our clients is considering holding an all-staff planning day soon, to which we might be invited. As Laura said, it’s kind of mindblowing to be thinking of doing work with real live humans in the same place and at the same time. This, despite the fact that, before the pandemic we were flying here there and everywhere.

(A note about flying: I’m potentially going to have to be more pragmatic this year than my self-imposed no-fly rule would allow. To get anywhere warm from where we live would otherwise entail days of travel and going through several different countries, all with potentially different Covid rules.)


I’ve started to get back into the habit of posting three times at day over at Thought Shrapnel. This week I published the following:

I’ve yet to send out a newsletter this year. Although there’s around 1,500 subscribers to the Thought Shrapnel email list I do sometimes wonder whether to just automatically send out a digest of posts every week rather than manually create one.


After our daughter’s birthday last week, it was our son’s turn this week. It’s obviously the biggest parenting cliché going, but kids really do grow up so quickly. Google Photos showed photos from previous years and it seems like they stay really young for quite a while and then suddenly transform almost before your very eyes.

It’s a sobering thought to consider that the year after next we’ll be buying my son driving lessons for his birthday. Wow. And he’ll be old enough to join the military next year. Crazy.


Next week, I’m going to do lots of exercise after leaving self-isolation and go for some walks on the beach. All of the projects we’re working on last to at least the end of the first quarter of this year, so I’ll just keep on keeping on with those.

Directions of travel

Past and future (Tim Urban, 'Wait but why'

I achieved everything I wanted to by the age of 32. Written down like that it sounds ridiculous even to me, but that doesn’t make it any less true. Escaped the place I grew up, married a wonderful woman, had two healthy kids (boy and girl), achieved a doctorate, and became a homeowner. Everything else is a bonus.

It does, however, beg the question of what to do with the rest of one’s life. After all, almost a decade later, to say that I’ve started two businesses, led two reasonably-sized initiatives for open-source organisations, and survived a pandemic sounds like a lot but doesn’t feel like it.

As the saying goes, you don’t need to go looking for trouble, it has a way of finding you all by itself. So, to some extent, there’s not much point in planning things in too much detail. Especially at the moment. Mann Tracht, Un Gott Lacht.

That being said, in my experience it’s all about directions of travel. Am I happy with the direction I’m headed? Some days looking at what’s on my plate doesn’t exactly make me excited. But does what I’m doing build to provide some kind of forward motion? Yes, I think it does.

Life must be lived forward, but only makes sense when looked at backwards. There are times in life where you don’t realise that you’re at a crossroads until you start walking down one path rather than another. The insight, however, comes, when you realise that it’s all crossroads.


Image by Tim Urban, Wait But Why

So this is Covid

Covid-19

How ironic, to get a positive PCR test result on the same day that the government announces the end of many Covid-related restrictions. Welcome to my life.

So this is Covid
And what have you done?
Another isolation over
And a new one just begun

A very merry Covid
And a happy lateral flow
Let’s hope it’s a good one
Without any T’s

And so this is Covid
I hope you have fun
Infecting the near and the dear ones
The old and the young

Thankfully, because I’ve had my vaccinations, my symptoms are so mild that I can work through it and haven’t choked to death. My lateral flow test was negative this morning, so I have no doubt I’ll be able to end self-isolation early (midnight Sunday).

A cynic might note that the early end to restrictions in England seems designed to appease hardline Tories in an attempt to prop-up Boris Johnson’s premiership. Especially when yesterday saw the highest Covid-related death toll since last February.

At least my son will be happy he doesn’t have to wear a mask in class any more. Let’s just hope he doesn’t join his sister in isolation given that it’s his birthday in the next few days…

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