Month: August 2018

Column Blocks in Gutenberg

I mentioned before that I am using the Gutenberg plugin on a self-hosted WordPress site. Today I was working with columns of text. In Gutenberg, everything is a block (as in building block). Images are blocks, headings are blocks, tables are blocks, quotes are blocks. And columns are blocks. By their nature column blocks are a container for two or more columns, and within that container are the blocks for the individual columns. They are all wrapped up together ready for use. As I found out today, the container block in the columns block is skittish. To see what I mean by that, please read the article I wrote about it that links to a short video that illustrates how fiddly it is in the back end to find the bit of block you want. Here is the link to Columns Blocks (article will open in a new tab or window) On the plus side, lots of things used to be more skittish Gutenberg and have now settled down. The Gutenberg team are coding at …

No More Pencils

I write about politics, and personal experiences at No More Pencils. Here are some of the most recent posts: Supreme Court On Trump’s Third Travel Ban is about the Supreme Court decision to uphold the third version of the travel ban. That court decision, which was in June, passed me by. I wonder how many others missed it and what the practical consequences of the ban are. What is happening, today, now? Who Will Be Notified Of This Post is a reflection on a decision to move from Google’s Feedburner to Jetpack for people to follow No More Pencils, and about some of the problems I ran into. The Weather And Brexit is about the poor sales figures in the first Quarter in the UK, and the prediction of the Bank of England governor, Mark Carney. UK Returns Policy is a sympathetic piece for the stores that have to offer free returns, and how stores figure out what they actually sold, and how they can plan for the future. The GIUK GAP is geopolitics and …

Off Kilter

Cambridge walk We like to walk across the meadow and across the road and down this avenue of London Plane trees, and then along the river and around to the punts and the bridge over the River Cam. There are no skyscrapers on the horizon; there are lovely old buildings in the town; and in going to this spot we do what humanity does for the most part. That is to find a place that is pleasant and to cast the unpleasant bits out of one’s mind. Something happened this summer though, with the hot days going on and on and the grass turning a pale yellow. The branches on some trees, even mature trees, are drooping and are plainly in need of rain. So the sun cannot be enjoyed fully. It carries a reminder or a message that things are off kilter. You eye everything, feeling that the very ground on which you walk is betrayed.