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Owning My Content Or How I Learnt To Stop Worrying And Love My Blog

Last weekend I was about to post some photos from a frosty forest walk onto Instagram and paused as I was pondering the best tags to add to ‘drive engagement’.

I remembered a commitment I’d made to myself over Christmas – to consume mindfully, to create more and to own the content I create. I stopped uploading the pictures and removed Instagram from my phone once again.

I’ve often spoken about missing the heyday of personal blogs, before social media became peoples primary outlet online. I’ve been meaning to dust of this blog for months and was genuinely surprised to see my last post was published 9 months ago.

I’ve been inspired to do so but what feels like a mini blogging renaissance amongst my friends with veritable flood of posts from Al, Andrew and Christian. I’m looking forward to once again sharing thoughts, photos and ‘found things’ via my personal site.

Good to see you again.

Stirling Moss

Stirling Moss sadly passed away today aged 90. I was lucky enough to see Moss drive at a number of classic events over the years, but I’ll never forget seeing him race at the 1999 Goodwood Revival meeting.

In the early days of the Revival, before the grandstands were built, you could stand much closer to the track; we were huddled at Lavant, sheltering from the persistent rain behind a wall of umbrellas resembling a Roman Legion advancing behind their shields.

A bright red Maserati 250F appeared out of the spray and mist and glided through the corner in a perfect four wheel drift – it was Moss driving his race winning car from 1956.

Moss was in his seventies but his car control was still sublime and the open cockpit allowed us to see every little input, lap after lap. Moss was driving with finger tip delicacy, it was extraordinary to see and a memory I cherish even more today.

Yet Another Reorg

“We trained hard but it seemed that every time we were beginning to form up into teams, we would be reorganised.

I was to learn later in life that we tend to meet any new situation by reorganising; and a wonderful method it can be for creating the illusion of progress while producing confusion, inefficiency and demoralisation.”

— Petronius Arbiter

Salt Water

“The cure for anything is salt water: sweat, tears or the sea.”

Helen Keller

Baby Driver – Cars, Choreography & Cool

I’ve always thought that when it comes to watching films expectation can be a double edged sword. Go in with high expectations and so often you’ll be disappointed, go in with low or no expectations and you’ll be pleasantly surprised.

Baby Driver was a victim of high expectations the first time I watched it; I love Edgar Wright’s films, but Baby Driver left me a little flat.

I watched Baby Driver again this weekend and really enjoyed it this time. I still think it loses its pace in act two, and Kevin Spacey’s change of character and heart seems a leap too far, but it’s such a stylish and fun film.

In multiple scenes Edgar Wright uses the fantastic soundtrack to great effect, synchronising the action and movement with every beat – it’s as if the music is an extra actor.

Just check out the opening scene where Wright uses Bell Bottoms from The John Spencer Blue Explosion to great comedic, character building and car sliding effect.

But the scene that has had me rewatching it on YouTube are the opening credits where Baby does the coffee run – keep an eye on the graffiti and shop names.

How fabulous is that scene? Every element, including the lyrics appearing on and around the street, is timed to perfection. So much fun and explains why a heist movie has a choreographer in the opening credits.