I did some work today with some people who make football kit. I haven’t worn any football kit since 1981 when my Games lessons stopped being compulsory. But when I went into their archive room and saw some of the stuff they had there, I was transported back to the mid-seventies. In 1975, Birmingham City…
I’m talking to some lovely folk at a top-secret location somewhere in the North-West of England. We’re talking about the social web and how they might use it. This blogpost is an example. While I’m writing this they are all sitting quietly and I’m also uploading some pictures to flickr. I’m showing them how I…
I was going to write something long and thoughtful about PR & Bloggers last week but got caught up in the Underground Busking debacle instead. Meanwhile Véro kicked something off that James and Jonathan are running with. So there’s less I want to say that hasn’t already been said. And now it comes down to…
[the title by the way will probably only mean something to travellers on the Great Western Railway] Suw just commented on my tuttle post on open spaces that we might have a book-reading session, which reminds me that I was talking to Laura North the other day who is working on the National Year of…