Author: Alastair Johnston (144)

Stevie Nicks Still Rocks

Attached to my door was a black and white picture of a blonde woman in full song. The ragged edge down the long side betrayed...

My AI Declaration

My work is made by a human for humans. Nothing on my website, none of the text or images have been created or developed using...

A Last Blue Hurrah

I thought that I had missed them. For the first time in many, many years. I’d been distracted, pulled away by the human world. A...

A Better Way to Take Searchable Notes

I needed to have a better way to retrieve useful information from my handwritten scrawls. A way that I could sit in a meeting, writing...

New Escapologist - Magazine Review

Robert Wringham is on to something. A few months ago he re-started a magazine, in paper form, via a Kickstarter. I decided to back it,...

Spined Calendar: The Alastair Method

How can you fit a number of months into a two-page calendar spread whilst still keeping things legible? Although I use a variety of future...

Santa Rides for Free

8:00am, we stepped out of the front door onto the street. As we reached the corner shop a bemused African lady stopped, smiled and then...

Dying with my Boots On

The body was lying on its side, almost as if placed into the recovery position. Near to the blackthorn hedge at the second to bottom...

Adventures in Tech Independence Part 1 

My MacBook Air is 10 years old. It's been a loyal companion and gateway into the world of writing, photography, website design, creativity and the...

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