06.05 – 06.11
Sun Jun 11 2023 00:00:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time)
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I boiled down the three main ways we achieve spacing into a Codepen and went through it with our UX designer. I think I did a relatively good job of explaining it and it reminded me that I think it’s quite a robust system. Hopefully we’re now singing from the same hymn sheet and the specific limitations should be more understandable.

Thinking about this also forced me to confront a sneaky bug that I’ve been avoiding for a while whereby slightly different amounts of space can occur between paragraphs in body text depending on whether they’ve been added in a single block in the CMS, or in multiple adjacent blocks – :has() selector to the rescue (and it even seems like Firefox is close to having support for :has()).

I made a bookmarklet for the editorial team that hopefully improves the UX of dealing with groups of things in the CMS.


It continues to be a complete mystery as to what will prompt an ‘I DON’T WANNA GO TO NURSERY’ meltdown, when some days we get there and he seems almost annoyed that I’m hanging around and cramping his style (‘BYE BYE DADDY SEE YOU LATER’). Often both happen on the same day. I certainly wouldn’t object to either child working out how to have a modicum more chill.

We instigated a gold star system in an attempt to reduce the little man’s resistance to washing his face, brushing his teeth, putting on suncream, going to nursery. By day two the currency was devalued to the point of worthlessness. Now wishing I hadn’t bought so many gold stars.

My health anxiety has flared up a notch in response to the fact I don’t feel like I’m getting better. I’ve taken the fairly idiotic step of cutting out caffeine – my sole remaining vice – to see where that gets me. So far I’ve got a bit of a headache, I’m slightly irritable and I’m knackered all the time. Much the same as I was before. CT scan booked in for next week – not sure I’ll get any answers but it moves the plot forward at least.


Blue biro sketch of the head of a toy giraffe Blue biro sketch of the head of a toy giraffe
Sophie la Girafe
Blue biro sketch of my left hand Blue biro sketch of my left hand
Left hand
Black biro sketch of a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses Black biro sketch of a pair of Ray-Ban sunglasses




Hills on Monday – bad. Hills on Thursday – worse. Hills on Sunday – dead. This isn’t how fitness is supposed to work.