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Oh my, it’s been a while but I did this yesterday. I ended my canal walk at Little Venice and took a phone call and then thought I’d grab this before heading home to “work”.
Seconds after I pressed “stop” I saw that there was some interesting pop-up jazz happening at Old Street and that I’d got a ticket to the People’s PPE session with Ann Pettifor and Yanis Varoufakis. So I jumped on a tube in the opposite direction.
Overall, a day of reminders of how lucky I am to live in this city and be able to go with whatever flow comes along.
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Walked by the canal this morning, nice and slow and easy. Reflective, as canals are and encourage us to be. Not much to do except dodge buggies, joggers and duck poo. And think about something Steve Lawson wrote on Facebook this morning.
6m 11s I pass by a jackhammer, mind your ears.
It made me realise how long I’d been talking for, so I finished.
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I started going for a walk but almost turned back after five minutes or so. Then I saw something on my phone that made me carry on and record this.
Some links that might help you understand/remember bits:
I’m remembering after the relative structure of commuting to Sittingbourne for #workshop34 that just wandering is an important part of my practice – it’s a way of processing what’s been going on and that I have places to go locally that are great for reflection and self-restoration. I’m also cheered to remember that I carry some high-quality multi-media content production equipment everywhere I go.
So I denied myself a walk in the woods over the weekend but by Monday it was irresistible and when I got there, these words fell out of my mouth. Here’s video and audio for those who still subscribe to the podcatching form of distribution.
From the earlier part of the week before the festival started and definitely before the sun came out. Our experience was that walking anywhere more than a couple of blocks marked you out as either a tourist or poor. Or like us, poor tourists.
This happened to me a couple of years ago too when I went to Barcelona and it felt more like Bangor. We seem to have brought the sunshine back with us from Texas, but not the temperature, I think it’s still up in the seventies there.
Realising that it’s 4 years since I first bumbled into podcasting, I’m overcome with a zealous need to return to the form.
So I got myself a new recorder (minidisk and linux no play nicely) and went for a walk.
Everything is easier these days except, well, y’know, finding something interesting to say.
I see, for example, that wordpress.com now provides a handy shortcode that displays a player:
but here’s a link to download if that’s the bag you’re into. And it should turn up in the RSS giving a surprise to those still subscribed through iTunes or some other podcatching mechanism….