The UK Press Gazette has the fascinating story behind yesterday’s incredible front page featuring the blazing Grenfell Tower in west London.
It wasn’t taken by an onlooker with an iPhone, but by the paper’s last remaining staff photographer Jeremy Selwyn. He has worked at the London daily for the past 30 years and new exactly what was needed to get the critical image – he entered a neighbouring tower blocks, took a lift to the top floor and knocked on the door of one of the flats to get the perfect vantage of the tragic spectacle.
A true pro – and last of a dying breed. And he won’t make a penny from the photograph that has been reproduced around the world over and above his salary. But I expect there will be a gong or too at the end of year awards.
Nasty shock this morning. Decided to clean the screen of my beloved mid-2014 Retina MacBook Pro and a nasty stain appeared by the FaceTime camera. Tried scrubbing it harder but only succeeded in spreading it even more.
A quick Google revealed that this is a common problem with early Retina MacBook pro and has inevitably earned its own -Gate ‘moniker’: StainGate.*
Apple hasn’t acknowledged anything publicly on its support site but it’s apparently fixing the issue free of charge. I’ve arranged a service appointment on Saturday so we’ll see what happens.
But one things for certain: I don’t want to stare at a MacBook Pro with a hideous birth-mark right in my sightline. Ugh.
*Apparently it’s down to the anti-reflective coating on the screen wearing off prematurely. I seem to have a very mild case of it (see below for a much nastier one)
Today I have my second interview for my redundancy (aka ‘second individual consultation meeting’). It’s like a curious life reversal with all the emotions, anticipations and optimism forming a negative of the process you normally go through when you apply for a new job.
Of course, in this instance there is no chance that I won’t succeed in being redundant. This is a consultation process in name only, to satisfy the legal bells and whistles required. So there is literally no hope to be dashed.
I guess that it’s a good thing that the company I’ve worked for the past 3 years is fulfilling its legal duties. But I’d rather be writing this blog post from my delightful back garden rather than a basement office without sunshine, where the mood is reminiscent of the Titanic after the iceberg struck and the man who built her announced: “She is made of iron, she will sink.”
So I’ll be filling in the hours by rebuilding my mathewtoor.co.uk website to become a proper online portfolio to support my cv which is temporarily harboured in the root directory.
And with its SSL certificate (that’s https:// and padlock, remember) it’s a million times more secure than my current job. Hopefully it can help reflect my career soon…