Work life doesn’t get much of a look in on c r o s s o a k.
So much so that I just noticed that this quick search returns only posts that have the name of the company-thalt-shalt-not-be-named in links.
Last week Windows Phone 7 was launched in Europe (north American cousins, it’s coming soon) which was a year after Windows 7 was released. I made an insignificantly tiny tiny contribution to both products, and consider myself extremely fortunate to have worked with such an amazing group of diverse people in the process. It’s quite a sobering experience to realise how many people use and rely on those products (not to mention the number of opinions they have) and the huge responsibility that goes with that.
Normal programming will resume shortly.
At least it’s far superior to the previous attempt at brown bread.
…and the carving (carefully, sharp knives and other sharp things) begins
Dad pauses for some admiration (respectfully, from a distance)
And the first carved pumpkin is completed…
…followed shortly by some friends.
Sunday breakie at the café?
A stunning plan, just need to run the gauntlet of a freezing landscape to get down to the river.
The across the lock where the depth gauge was showing well below 16 feet.
Before crossing the weir and turning left down the lane to a large fry-up.
Nearly Cholsey and back, via cake and hot chocolate at The Bloc.
(That’s the bloc in Wallingford, not the one in berko, although they are somewhat related even if the one in Berko is no longer the bloc.)
Now I’ve cleaned the frustrating back windows I can take pictures of this: that’s the Thames valley with Ewelme Downs beyond.
Frustrating because which ever way you open them they obscure the view. Another thing on the todo list.
Also known as Ewok’s Couch.
…to install a phone line.
Thank you BT Group PLC. If only I could make time run backwards like your SMS alerts.
F’s homework was to bake banana cake.
Reading, writing, math’s & some science all in one.
The view is little compensation for the radically sloping pitch, but you do see some funny moves as a result including some amazing curved passes around defenders.
I managed to get close to this one.
I wish I could remember the joke. It was a good one.
When Fay goes gardening in the rain Ewok gets wet.
Don’t let the face fool you; he loves it.
Three deer have moved into the field next-door-but-one.
Most quiet days they can be seen chilling out in the middle with fantastic 360o views.
”All the better for seeing you creep up on me” they said.
A little thunder-squall heading across the field to the house (about 15mins later it got *very* wet). The tree line to the center of the picture is about 1 km away.
That’s one big field.
From left: Rach (ewok, who’s not a sister) Haze & Fay.
In the distance the café at Beson – aka the Waterfront bar & Bistro – our destination as is frequently the case.
The boys woke up early – so an excellent excuse to get up and out for a (very) early morning ride to the clumps and back. Starting at a misty two-trees in the field next to the lane.
Lonely tree on, I think, Brightwell Barrow, was mist free.
Amazing views from the clumps – of mist filled river valleys.
And morning arrivals into London-Heathrow.
By the time I got back to Shillingford Bridge the rest of the world was beginning to wake up.
Super day to be out and about.
Stuff is slowly taking shape. The Lego tree has arrived.
The pear is perfectly placed (with hopefully some spring bulbs to surround it in the new year).
And we even found a spot for the hoop of basketball.
Simon & Helen. Tipi-tastic.
The school took H to Wittenham Clumps for “an amazing day outdoors building dens in the woods and everything” – so H took us to the Clumps. Lovely spot. On a pleasant day you can see for miles in all directions.