A lovely spring Sunday walk up Pen-y-ghent in the Yorkshire Dales with my daughter Isla (her first hike up a proper hill). It was most liberating to get out into the hills after so many months stuck at home or
I had no excuse for not attending DDDNorth this year, as it was held at Leeds University, a relatively short drive from home. Not that I'd be looking for an excuse - these free events are always superbly organised and
Unfortunately the author is not cited, but I’m almost certain that I wrote these two entries for the BBC’s 1986 Domesday Project: Woodsetts Village Home Life In Woodsetts Happy memories. For some background see The Story of Domesday.
I didn't think it was possible, but by the appropriate use of a Yorkshire phrase, my opinion of Joel Spolsky has just risen even higher.
Retailers in my home town are getting into the news for all the wrong reasons this week. Firstly, a two and a half year old toddler is banned from a shop for wearing a hoodie. Then today I hear
It's been an exceptionally quiet August here on ianfnelson.com, due to Jocelyn and I moving home and hence me being preoccupied with packing and unpacking our possessions, building flat-pack furniture and making several trips to the tip. But
Monday 10th April 2006 The sun was still shining as we touched down at SFO, about 22 hours after we'd woken up. If every day could last that long, I swear I'd get more work done - or maybe
Earlier this month, without warning, I turned thirty years old. How did that happen?! It all seems to have gone by so quickly - one minute I was making cranes out of Lego, then playing Dungeons & Dragons,