
Dangerous Prototypes
Whilst Dee and Jules play videogames downstairs, I sit in a beanbag in my makerspace and contemplate the various hardware projects that I would like to complete over the next couple of years.
Warrick is back! I haven’t caught up with him for a tasty, tasty ale, but I plan to sometime this week (perhaps tomorrow?). If it happens, he can sign my passport application – otherwise Yvonne from Dee’s work has said she will sign it. Either way, I get my guarantor and I can submit the application!
We’ve been thinking about the things we have to do, and six months isn’t that long to do it all. I don’t even have my passport yet – how slack is that? Then there’s a VISA, a UK bank account, health cover, finding work … all the usual things that you need to live. And they’re just the basics! What about our cat? Or our trip around Europe? So much to consider.
In other news, we have enough of those credit card “bonus points” to buy … a toaster. (Apparently Dee’s brother Chris has enough for a return trip to London – that will be his visit when we move – but who knows how long he’s had the card?!)
Whilst Dee and Jules play videogames downstairs, I sit in a beanbag in my makerspace and contemplate the various hardware projects that I would like to complete over the next couple of years.
I guess I should update the ‘blog?1 Not an easy thing to do these days, since even finding the time to do something as self-indulgent as public journaling probably just means there’s something else I could be doing instead, but maybe it’s an experiment I would like to continue?
It’s 8am on the first day of the month, and despite the usual late night, I’ve been up for hours. Jules has been an early riser for years now, and it has had the effect of training me to wake up at 6am each morning — for no good reason, since he’s pretty independent in the morning these days — and so here I am.