Tuesday, 2nd June 2026

I think I may have just accidentally deleted a draft post that I wrote last week, thinking that it had already been published. Oh well, we’ll never know now!


I’m working with an ADHD coach at the moment and it’s really helping.

One great insight of the last week or so is that the same actions I’ve learned to take to remedy the depletion of executive function (dysregulation) can also be used to reduce the chances of dysregulation in advance. And of course, prevention is better than cure, right? Because tired Lloyd is miserable *and* incapable Lloyd. So although it’s great that I’ve found gentle music (Chopin’s Nocturnes and my ‘Baroque Adagios’ playlist) to be calming and restorative at the end of the day, I can also start my day this way and give myself a better chance of making it through.

Another side of this is that looking at the shadow side of the characteristics of regulation give hints to what I might see as red flags warning of impending doom. So for example, in a regulated state, I find it easy to access compassion, but when/if i can spot myself sliding into rescuing, martyrdom or enabling then I’m getting a heads up not only that I’m doing things that I don’t want to do routinely, but also that I’m doing things that are likely to deplete my executive function.


I’m also thinking a lot about how scenes get formed out of small groups and individuals. And what you can do to nurture and nourish such scenes and thereby increase the chances of some ‘scenius‘ emerging.

If you know me, you’ll know that I tend towards laissez-faire approaches to getting people together and helping them form relationships and networks and do useful stuff. But there are times when you have to do something more active or interventionist and remind people that you do know what you’re talking about. Another aspect of this is what Brian used to say at C4CC. When someone would describe us as ‘catalysts’ he would point out that catalysts remain unchanged once the reaction that they’ve helped get started is complete. It goes for the work we did at C4CC as a whole, but as I write, I think perhaps that at the time it was mostly about how we branded Tuttle Consulting.

Anyway, Dave Snowden has written a brilliant post that reminded me of all this, (and reassured me of my own preferences) as a continuation of his series on ‘trialectics’. If you’re allergic to theological explanations, then skip to the bit headed “Three Positions in Ordinary Language”.

I’ve fallen into the trap before of seeing these three positions as a ladder to be climbed, that I’m taking a more advanced stance by believing in innate capacity than those facilitators who think it’s their only job to fix some assumed deficit in the group or individuals. (Mutually) Transformative encounters can be very exciting (and/or disturbing) but they’re not a one-size-fits-all approach or the ultimate goal either. I’ve experienced the best work coming from taking what Dave calls an ‘aporetic’ stance (what a great word that is!) and being open to what’s really going on (and therefore which approach is needed) in the room. But this gives me a mental framework for it that makes much sense. The theological/historical background is the cherry on the top and fits well with conversations I’m having in Unitarian circles.


Amazon tried to push some Peppa Pig at me this morning. Foolish algorithm that conflates “new parent” with “millennial cultural tastes”. My child will be fed Bill & Ben, Noggin The Nog and Bagpuss – they never did me any harm!


Never a bad time (especially the week after a full moon) to revisit Rushkoff’s stuff here from Present Shock.

Monday, 27th April 2026

I went to a day conference on Saturday, called “Resisting Big Tech Empires” run by Global Justice Now at the London South Bank University. I came away remembering that there are an awful lot of people who want to tell other people what to think, what to do and what they’re allowed to say. That was the exhausting bit. It was also lovely to just hang out in a thinky space and see some friends from the distant and not so distant past. There was a time when I’d have been interviewing people and taking a lot more photographs, possibly also live-blogging. Phew!

I felt that much of the discussion ended up centring around whether AI is evil or not and what we should do about it, whereas I’m also interested in all the other evil that tech bros are bringing us these days. I found myself feeling much as I do around people who don’t eat meat or use any animal products. I know that they’re right, I know that I should at least eat less, both for my own health and for y’know, the planet. But it’s more than I’ve been able to do so far. I also felt a bit like I was at a CND meeting in 1981 – the rhetoric, campaigning style and general view of activism just felt a bit old-fashioned.

Still, it was stimulating and fun to have a day out.

Wednesday, 15th April 2026

I’m getting back to work, but for that to be really true, I really need to be blogging regularly. So here we go.


Someone asked me the other day, what I’d do differently if we got to have a Centre for Creative Collaboration again. The question’s been rolling round in me ever since.

My simple/simplistic answer is that I’d bring an Open Space frame to the new space that we found ourselves in – I’d want to start every day with a circle and check-in and keep a wall with the current issues pinned up all the time. We (whoever was there) would take that time to reconnect to whatever we’d done the previous day and decide together what we were going to do. We talked a lot in 2010 about C4CC being an ongoing unconference, but that was more of an organising metaphor than a set of practices that we used every day.

Speaking of which, here’s David Wilcox’s clip with me at UKGovCamp in January 2010 soon after my appointment had been announced.

I remember that feeling of liberation that came from not just using the term Social Artist to describe myself, but to have it as a “job title” conferred by someone else (thanks Brian!)

I’ve got used now to summing it up for people as “making beautiful things out of people (pause for chuckle)” but back then we were still working out what it meant and how to talk about it.

It’s also good to remember that it’s a convenient shorthand now to say that I helped run the Centre, but I was doing something slightly different from the rest of the team and if someone wanted a new Centre, I would want to be there in a similar role. Or put another way, I might talk about wanting to recreate C4CC, but actually what I’m after is another long-term residency, working closely with a leadership team.

And as with any other Open Space, the big work up front is in crafting an invitation and working out how to get it under the noses of people who might turn out to be the right people.

To be clear, nobody is actually asking this right now, I’m just getting clear on what I think so that when the time comes (how could it not?) I’m more ready and able to talk fairly coherently rather than looking startled and burbling.


The online versions of Living Culture Coffee Mornings are going great. It’s a really useful beat in the week for me. It would be lovely to see you in a small Zoom window on my computer this Friday!

Last week we did it face to face and the conversations are growing nicely, the snacks are always varied and quite fancy (it’s London innit) and new people often read the invitation fully and bring stuff along that they feel make the space more convivial – Catriona brought bunting… with tassels!


I got to hang out briefly with some people from eurosky on Monday – they’re a project coming out of the thing that started life as Free our Feeds. I’m still not sure what I think about the fractured mess of feeds that all say they’re not competing (ATProto/ActivityPub/RSS I guess) but who do kinda seem to want to win. I think RSS is easy to see as being a building block of the web, I can publish RSS, I can read it and I don’t need an account or a special server to do so – in contrast with the others that have more of a one-way feel and are really clunky to switch between. See this is why I need to write more, because my thinking is really fuzzy.


But because I’ve been poking into ATProto stuff a bit more I came across Leaflet which, as Richard MacManus says, feels refreshingly like a 2003-era blogging community.


I have a big backlog of links that I’ve saved to raindrop.io – I feel like I should be linkblogging these immediately rather than putting them in a big bag for chewing on later (but I don’t know whether I want to do that here necessarily). I do still have a tumblr, I suppose…

Old people today!

An old-fashioned podcast in the “voicemail while walking to the station” tradition.

For those not aware, young people, on their Easter holidays from school, have been getting together in an unorganised way, that is to say, not for any reason that is legible to people over about 25 (unless those people do a tiny bit of work to summon up what life was really like when they were 15).

What are we going to do about the aged and befuddled who’ve lost touch with their memories of youth? By an aged and befuddled person.

PS. Because we live in the future, this post was brought to you by an old git on his iPhone, so it might not all work as intended. But I marvel at the speed with which I can make this shit and press publish by the time the train is stopping at Woking!

How does it feel?

Two insights into how agent-assisted work feels in my feeds this week:

Matt Jones writing in the frame of how the new technology is affecting our relationship to time (as new tech always seems to have done). I don’t know whether I’m rationalising this after the fact (probably) but I did feel a little unease while reading this, which I think I put down at the time to envy of anyone who can pull multiple ideas and sources together into a longish piece like this. The Colophon at the end was something of a relief, knowing that perhaps I’d heard a familiar voice mixed in with Matt’s, the voice of Claude. But it’s a weird mixture – not entirely Jones (I’ve been reading him for 20 years or more) but also not entirely chat-bot.

and then Jay Springett on his current process:

The work now is to mostly select from the surplus, exercise ones taste, and decide what can be left out. It’s in this sense that writing becomes a process of reduction. To use a metaphor from the kitchen, it’s like making a roux or vegetable stock.

Both seem to me to be pointing to a way of working that’s like having an indefatigable, bright research assistant who gets your way of thinking and expressing yourself, providing a much better first draft than you might expect. And as with taking on a real-life assistant like that, your work shifts to being able to express your intentions clearly, point the kid in the right directions and then polish up/reduce down what they come back to you with.

It’s Friday… it’s 10am… and you don’t have to come to London for it.

We’ve been having coffee (and often cake and biscuits) on the first Friday of every month at Essex Hall under the heading of “Living Culture Coffee Mornings” for just over a year now. It works brilliantly for some people, not so well for others. And, of course, there are people born every day who haven’t even heard of it.

We’re going to keep doing them in person on the first Friday, but I will also open up some space for the conversation online so that we can include people who can’t necessarily make it to London (specifically WC2) for a couple of hours.

The online version will be on Zoom at the same time – 10am till midday on all the other Fridays except the first… maybe. There won’t be a hybrid one on First Fridays – hybrid just doesn’t work for this kind of conversation – but if we find there are people who come every week online, and there’s someone who can hold the space then that can go on at the same time as the in-person one.

The main differentiator between this and all the other bazillion coffee mornings I’ve tried to use as a tool for transforming ourselves and society at large is that we start by reading some questions that Dougald wrote for his online course about Regrowing A Living Culture.

What does it mean to speak about a living culture?

What does doing this say about the ways of living that most of us grew up taking for granted around here lately?

What are the first moves of regrowing? The simple practices that we can start with in the places we find ourselves in now?

What are the daring moves that might be called for?  The places it might just be possible to intervene within the big systems of the world, as we have known it, to help create the conditions of possibility for presently unimaginable futures?

How do we find each other and stay sane and face the depth of the trouble the world is in without letting that just paralyze us?

They’re meant to set the scene, you don’t have to come with specific answers to these pacific questions. There is no homework.

There are announcements at 11am (unless I forget)

So this isn’t exactly the freewheelin’ online Tuttle that we did during lockdown. Or maybe it is and I don’t know shit. I want it to be different though. The in-person mornings have been different. I think they all probably need a bit of you in the mix. Sign up on Luma to get the Zoom details.

Still, 100 “people” “looked”, didn’t they?

screenshot of despair

A wordpress.com notification that the site I made 16 years ago has finally made 100 views.

Actually that’s not quite accurate, this is the wordpress.com version of the site that I made to house the posterous archive after that went kaput.

So this is a) newer than 16 years; and b) not really a site that I’d expect anyone to look at, certainly not a measure of how interesting the project was or y’know, my value as a human being.

Made me go “unf!” all the same though.

Happy New Year!

We’ve had the Gregorian version, the Lunar version, the meteorological first day of spring and in a couple of weeks we’ll have the astrological reboot at the equinox. But I haven’t written here (or very much anywhere else) since December 3rd 2025. That’s not a particularly long hiatus as this blog goes, but I feel in a very different space, a different world, a different me (or at least a rebooted me).

I’m a dad. I don’t just mean that in the sense that I’ve recently acquired a new offspring, although that’s true. What the last three months have helped me see is how the role is integral to my sense of self. I feel much more me now we’ve got a baby. Weird. More to say about this, I’m sure. But also, regarding the FAQs – he’s lovely, very chilled except when he isn’t, yes we’re knackered, but it’s getting better and we’re lucky that neither of us are obliged to jump back into “work” immediately – the fourth trimester is a thing and I’m hugely grateful to have been able to make up my own rules about paternity leave.

I’m not a fan of war. At all. Being a dad again hasn’t changed that. I’m especially not a fan of wars that trample on the 80-year-old UN Charter. And I think it’s despicable to attack any country when the majority of it’s population are observing a religious festival. I’m aware that neither of these are unique to the present ugliness. Just ugh!

The cliché worry is “what are we doing bringing a child into a world like this?” Well, my first time around, the Soviet Union was collapsing and the IRA was regularly bombing mainland Britain. I was born the year after the Cuban missile crisis. My parents were born either side of World War II. My grandparents were babies and children during World War I. So I guess the answer is “What are we supposed to do? Wait until it all gets better?”

In the meantime I’m enjoying Russell’s current video output. It’s very varied and equally good when he’s chatting with others as well as when talking to camera. Something to aspire to.

I especially liked (re)hearing this story about missions and goals.

Which reminds me, Interesting 2026 is on May 20th at Conway Hall (natch) – I don’t think I’ll be able to go, evenings out aren’t really a thing at the moment. But you should.

A small announcement

I’ve got something to tell you. It’ll probably be a surprise, but I think it’s a good surprise…

That’s pretty much the line I used when I broke the news to the rest of my family, a few months ago, that I’m going to be a dad again.

Yeah.

So anyway, we’re now into week 38 and so that means the answer to the most frequently asked question is: “any day now, but next Friday, 12th at the latest”.

I know.

I’ve found it quite difficult to know when to make an announcement here. I put it on Facebook to friends only a couple of weeks ago. But last time I did this was 1993 so I’m not really up to date with the etiquette. And now I just want to avoid turning up here at Christmas saying “so this thing happened”!

We’re very happy and excited. I’d get a strong wife punch if I said it had been plain-sailing from the start, but all is going really well.

Excuse me, while I put this crib together…

Monday, 17th November 2025

Write the date at the top of the page and then get on with the day.


Because I’m playing with feed readers, I subscribed to the Flickr feed for photos tagged with my name.  I thought I’d just subscribed to my photos, but I think I was also subscribed to new tags already.  Anyway.  A weird thing happens where I periodically get notifications of a few newly tagged photos, and sometimes I’m surprised to see that they’ve only just been tagged, because they are in a set with others that are all tagged too.  And I don’t think I have a way of checking whether it’s real (ie someone is actually paying attention to other people’s photos enough to be tagging me – which seems unlikely) or a “feature” of how Flickr construct the feed. 

Here’s an example:

2012-govcamp-025

(“putting the camp into GovCamp since 2012”)

PS I know I’m not the only Lloyd Davis in the world… as evidenced by my gmail.

It’s hard work being me, you know.


I'm the founder of the Tuttle Club and fascinated by organisation. I enjoy making social art and building communities.