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Developing my Digital Garden

I have to say that I’m pretty happy with this digital garden as it stands right now.

It does what I want it to do. It gives me a place to write, think, and put ideas out into the world without overthinking them. [What is a Digital Garden]

But… I keep getting ideas.

Not big, grand plans. Just little things that I might add, change, or experiment with over time. Some of these will happen soon, some later, and some probably never.

That’s the point, I think. This isn’t a finished thing. So with that in mind, here’s a running list of where this might go next.

Things I’m Thinking About

Newsletter
Some people might want updates when new posts go live. I’ve been looking at Buttondown, and it feels like it would fit nicely without turning this into a “marketing” thing.

RSS feed
This is an easy win. I just need to stop putting it off and actually switch it on properly.

Planted and tended dates 
I like the idea of explosing the date any post is created (Planted) and modified (Tended), it would just give the reader and idea of the age of the piece and nothing else. Now Live. Not going to lie, it took a lot of time to get the Tendered date sorted, which was actually my error as it seemed to be giving spurious dates, but I forgot that I changed some labels around 😂 

Comments
I’m in two minds about this. This space is mainly for me getting ideas out of my head, but I know some people will want to respond. Digital gardens don’t always lean that way, so this might stay off. Definately staying off, I don't want Comments on this, it's my space.

Analytics
I don’t want to get obsessed with numbers, but I do want a rough idea of what people find useful. If something connects, I’d like to build on it rather than ignore it. Live

Bidirectional links
This is a big part of the digital garden idea. If a post links to another post, or something links back in, I’d like to show that connection. It helps ideas feel joined up rather than scattered. I still have no idea how I am going to achieve this.

A “Now” page
A simple page that shows what I’m doing or thinking about right now. No polish, just a snapshot. Now Live

Best of the Garden
A small, changing list of posts that are worth a read. Not everything, just the ones I think have something about them. Live - they are on the homepage as "Pinned" and "Best Of".

Topic pages
Turning some labels into proper pages, so related posts live together in a more intentional way.

Updating old posts
Going back and adding notes to older posts when my thinking changes. Less “publish and forget”, more “publish and grow”.

I might also move towards a simple structure where posts are tagged as #seed (a quick idea), #sprout (something taking shape but not quite there yet), and #flower (something I’m happy to call finished).

It feels like a natural fit for a digital garden, and it would give me an easy way to find posts that need a bit more work.

Short notes
Not everything needs to be a full post. Quick thoughts, ideas, or links with a bit of commentary. Live in sense that I have started writing shorter posts ... germs of ideas (or indeed seeds)

A proper search page
Blogger already has search, but giving it its own page would make it feel more like part of the site. Now Live and part of the core navbar.

Blogroll / interesting people
A page of sites and people I rate. Feels like a nice nod to the wider web.

Changelog
A simple log of changes to the site. Small tweaks, experiments, things that worked and things that didn’t.

This isn’t a roadmap. It’s just a list of things that feel interesting right now.

If you’re reading this in the future, you’ll be able to see which ones actually made it.

 
 

England’s Best World Cup XI (2026)

Every tournament, England fans end up having the same argument.

Who exactly is our best team, our best 11 in 2026.

So as I smashed my Fastasy Premier League mini leagues again this season, I started thinking about how you’d actually build an England side if you stripped away reputation, nostalgia, social media hype, and all the endless “he’s world class” noise that follows certain players around (you know who you are).

Instead, I kept it simple.

Goals matter. Assists matter. Clean sheets matter too. Simple isn’t it for the best team.

For this little experiment, goals are worth 5 points, assists are worth 2, clean sheets are worth 5, and defenders or goalkeepers playing in teams that concede one goal or fewer per game get another 2 points.

Straight away, something interesting happens.

The side starts picking itself.

Not the most exciting England team. Not the most fashionable one either. But probably the one best built to survive international tournament football, which is often slow, tense, tactical, and decided by moments rather than domination.

The Formation

I’ve gone with a 4-3-3.

Not because it seems to be a trendy formation right now, but because it still gives the best balance between defensive shape and attacking threat. 

Also, the England squad don’t spend enough time together to play complicated systems properly, so you need a structure players either play in today or can understand very quickly.

Also a good 4-3-3 played well naturally shifts shape during matches as you gain possession then defend.

Without the ball it should become compact and difficult to break down, plenty of pressing. With the ball, we need our forwards out wide to stretch the pitch while the midfielders push up and support the attack in a coordinated layer rather than chaos.

Most importantly, it stops England trying to squeeze four number tens into the same side and hoping for magic. Like we have done before.

My Team

GK: Jordan Pickford

People still seem strangely reluctant to give Pickford proper credit, but England’s defensive record with him is excellent.

I think he actually suits tournament football. He’s vocal, aggressive, quick off his line, and usually reliable when the pressure rises. He also has that slightly unhinged goalkeeper energy that great international keepers seem to possess.

You don’t always need the world’s best goalkeeper. Sometimes you just need one who consistently turns into a nightmare to beat in tournament football.

RB: Kyle Walker

I don't like the guy, and there are technically better right-backs available.

But Walker still gets in because recovery pace saves goals.

International football becomes dangerous when games stretch late on. One loose pass, one tired midfielder, one counter attack, and suddenly a centre-back is isolated. Walker cleans up situations most defenders simply cannot recover from.

His experience matters too. England sides in the past have sometimes looked mentally fragile in big moments. Walker rarely does, and he has that "hoof it out" mentality that I love on the back line.

CB: John Stones

I hate to admit it because I hate his style of play, but England still look calmer when Stones plays.

He carries the ball well, often reads danger early, and can (on good days) give the whole side composure. International football is full of nervous clearances and rushed decisions. Stones slows games down when England need control. For me though he still loves to play the with the ball at his feet too much.

He also suits a back four far more naturally than some of England’s other centre-back options.

CB: Marc Guéhi

Not flashy. Not constantly discussed. Just dependable.

Guéhi feels like one of those players managers quietly trust because he does the boring bits properly. His positioning is good, he stays calm under pressure, and he rarely turns matches into unnecessary drama.

That matters more in tournaments than people admit.

LB: Lewis Hall

This is probably my boldest selection, but I've already spoken to a few lads at work today and he'd be in their teams too.

Hall gives England something they often lack from deeper areas: genuine energy and width without becoming reckless. Modern full-backs have to contribute going forward now (like old fashioned wing-backs). Sitting deep for 90 minutes just invites pressure.

Hall also looks very comfortable receiving the ball in tight areas, which England badly need against compact sides that like to push.

DM: Declan Rice

Automatic selection here, I'm not a fan of Arsenal, but they are a solid unit.

Rice does the ugly work that allows other players to shine. He covers space quickly, protects the defence, wins second balls, and stops transitions before they become dangerous; he also likes to sometimes play an attacking role when his teams are in control, he's never reckless about it.

And while I hate agreeing with a friend of mine, you're right Owen, you notice players like Rice most when they’re missing.

CM: Jude Bellingham

Bellingham is the complete modern tournament midfielder.

He scores goals, creates chances, carries the ball through pressure, and seems completely unfazed by big occasions. There’s also a physical edge to him that England sides have sometimes lacked in midfield.

He already plays like somebody who believes he belongs at the highest level. That confidence spreads through teams.

CM: Cole Palmer

This was the hardest call, he's not had the best domestic season, but he's a player that likes to be noticed, so he's on the ball a lot, and hes got a decent distribution.

Palmer is there for goals, assists, and the big moments.

Palmer also has something slightly unusual for a young player. Nothing about him seems rushed. He plays at his own pace, even when matches become frantic around him.

That calmness feels very useful in knockout football.

RW: Bukayo Saka

Saka is probably England’s most complete attacking player right now.

He's a very reliable player. He has some intelligent movement with and without the ball. He's solid defensively when needed, and just consistent.

He rarely disappears from matches completely, which is surprisingly rare for attacking players, especially at international level.

I suppose in one word, he's trustworthy.

ST: Harry Kane

I really wish he wasn't, but I think he's still England’s best striker my a mile.

He gets himself into excellent positions and the goals keep coming, he has a excellent passing range which causes problems for defenders dropping too deep.

There are quicker forwards available. But better finishers? Strikers that are pretty decent at set-pieces and hardly misses penalties ... probably not.

LW: Anthony Gordon

International football desperately needs runners, and boy can this lad run.

Too many technically gifted teams become slow because everyone wants the ball into feet (yes Liverpool and Spurs, I'm looking at you).  Gordon stretches defences constantly, he runs beyond defenders, attacks space aggressively, and forces teams backwards.

All this creates room for Kane, Bellingham, and Palmer to operate centrally.

You can see it in defenders, there's something slightly irritating about playing against him.

So that's it

The interesting thing about building a side by simply scoring players is how quickly the balance started to show.

The best international football rarely goes to the prettiest side, it normally goes to the team that stays organised, survives difficult moments, and has enough quality to punish mistakes when they come along.

This England side feels closer to that than some of the wildly attacking versions people keep trying to build on paper every summer.

Little Wins

I don't know if your like me, but I can spend far too much time worrying about big things; so I decided to keep a list of all my Little Wins ... small moments that made me smile, laugh, lifted my mood, restored a tiny bit of faith in humanity, or just left me quietly satisfied for reasons that probably make no sense to anyone else.

Not life-changing moments. Just tiny victories. The sort of things that barely matter in the grand scheme of things, but somehow still improve your day.


Monday 25th May 2026

Our grandson Freddie was 1 year old today, and we had a party for him at my daughter's house. As an added bonus, my other daughter was there too.

What a gorgeous little boy he is. The sun was shining, we were all sat in the back garden, and Freddie was on great form. It can sometimes take him a minute or two to realise that everyone around him is a friendly face, but once he settles in, he's such a joy to be around.

A couple of moments really stood out for me. First, his Nana Deb came out of the house and he was more than happy to be carried and cuddled by her for ages. Second, I was wearing a summer straw cowboy hat and he became fascinated by it.

At first, he loved taking it off my head and dropping it on the floor with howls of laughter. Later, with a little help from Grandy, he started taking it off my head and putting it back on again. He had the most gorgeous laugh as he did it.

It was an absolute joy to spend time with the little fella on his very first birthday.

Friday 22nd May 2026

It feels like it's been a long week today, but with Bank Holiday Monday, it's only actually been four days!

In many ways, it's been a pretty challenging week at work. We've had our share of issues across Sales and Marketing, and at times it felt like things could easily have gone off the rails.

I can't go into the details because it's commercially sensitive, but what I can say is that I'm genuinely proud of the work I've done this week. The communications plan and content I put together helped turn what could have been a very difficult situation into something much more manageable.

Anyone that does a similar role to me will know that marketing doesn't always get the credit when things go right, and that's fine. Sometimes the satisfaction comes from knowing you've done your job well, even if most people never see the work that went into it.

So, despite the frustrations and challenges, I'm leaving work tonight feeling pretty chuffed with myself ... and walking a little taller because of it.

Monday 25th May 2026

OMG, what an absolutely brilliant day today.

It’s been a glorious Bank Holiday weekend, with temperatures in our back garden hitting 42°C. We’ve mostly just lounged around doing very little, enjoying the sunshine and spending time together.

But today was extra special, because today was Freddie’s first birthday.

As well as seeing both of my daughters, Freddie himself was an absolute joy. We don’t get to see him often because they live so far away. We catch up on FaceTime, but it’s never quite the same.

Today though, he smiled and laughed the entire time we were with him.

At one point, he found it hilarious to take my summer straw cowboy-style hat off my head and throw it on the floor, only for me to pick it back up and put it on again so he could repeat the whole process. Later on, while I was holding him, he was crying with laughter as he took my hat off and carefully placed it back onto his Grandy’s head.

He also had the longest cuddle with his Nana.

He’s such a loved little boy, and today was just amazing.

Friday 8th May 2026

We were staying at the H10 Salou Princess in Salou, Spain, and had rented one of the hotel’s Balinese beds for €25. After we’d settled in, someone wandered over and decided to sunbathe on the bed next to ours without paying for it.

Now, a lot of people probably wouldn’t care. But I did.

So I wandered down to reception and quietly mentioned it. A few minutes later, a member of staff came up and asked them if they wanted to rent the bed properly. They suddenly lost interest, gathered their things, and moved on.

And honestly... I was absurdly satisfied.

Not because anyone got told off. Not because I wanted an argument. Just because, for once, the world briefly worked exactly as it should.

Monday 27th April 2026

At ProSolve, we tend to take our time when refreshing the brochure. As it changes every 12 months, we can have hundreds of new products to add, along with countless amendments.

So when our Sales Director challenged me to get one completed, printed, and ready within two weeks, with 165 new products to add and endless changes to make, it felt like a massive ask.

But I said “yes”.  And today, 14 days later, I did it.  Very chuffed ... and just in time for an event too.

Best Way To Get AI to Sound Like A Human

OK, I've been working with AI for quite a while now, and honestly I love it for writing content.

But one thing still stands out ... what's the best way to get AI to sound like a human instead of a polished marketing robot?

This is the current base prompt I use. It works reasonably well across most AI tools.

I will keep adding to it and updating it because AI writing styles keep evolving. What sounds human today probably becomes tomorrow's obvious AI pattern.

I've tested variations of this across ChatGPT, Claude, Gemini, and Copilot, and while none of them become perfectly human, this sort of structure definitely helps calm down a lot of the obvious AI writing habits.

"Write like an experienced human writer, not a marketing template or assistant.

Vary sentence length and structure naturally. Mix short, medium, and longer sentences. Let the rhythm feel uneven in a human way.

Use plain English, active voice, and concrete wording. Prefer everyday phrases over jargon, buzzwords, or corporate language.

Humans like contractions (hasn't, wouldn't, and couldn't etc), so add a good mix of these types of word were appropriate, as they make communication sound more natural and fluid.

Avoid clichés, filler, forced transitions, and predictable paragraph patterns. Do not make every paragraph the same length or end with a neat concluding sentence.

Use contractions naturally. Address the reader directly where appropriate.

Keep a calm, confident tone. Avoid sounding overexcited, overhelpful, or overly polished.

Cut unnecessary words. Rewrite awkward phrasing instead of adding explanation around it.

Use specific observations, grounded examples, and occasional conversational phrasing where it improves flow.

Avoid repetitive grammar patterns, repeated connector words, and overly balanced sentence construction.

Do not use em dashes.

Prioritise clarity, rhythm, and readability over sounding impressive.

Ordinals when written as numerals should always have a suffix: '-st' ('first', '21st') '-nd' ('second', '32nd') '-rd' ('third', '103rd') etc

If a sentence sounds robotic when read aloud, rewrite it."

The interesting thing is that no single prompt can fully force AI to sound human. You still need task-specific modifiers underneath it.

Things like:

"Write academically"
"Write casually"
"Write for UK tradespeople"
"Write for beer enthusiasts"
"Write for busy business owners"
"Write for someone aged 18"
"Write like a newspaper column"

etc.


A Move to Spain

My wife and I never really talked about moving abroad. It never crossed our minds.

Life was here in the UK. Family was here. And now there’s a grandson in the mix too. That should have been enough to keep us rooted... but something suddenly changed.

I guess recent family events have a way of doing that. They changed the way we thought about life. Both my wife and I suddenly realised that life is for living. It has to be fun and enjoyable, and maybe a move abroad could do that for us.

We could stay in Yorkshire, or in the UK at least, and there’s nothing wrong with that. But the reality is our family is already dotted all over the UK. It’s not like we’re all on the same street.

My wife watches a lot of A Place in the Sun, and the life you can have out there, especially in early retirement, looks pretty idyllic.

And if any of our kids turned around tomorrow and said they were off to live abroad, we wouldn’t hesitate to back them.

It was while we were holidaying in Salou, Spain, at the Costa Durada Hotel, in September 2025 that we both suddenly twigged that Spain could actually be our place in the sun. A new home, maybe.

It ticked a lot of boxes for us. A good and cheaper holiday base for the kids and grandchildren, PortAventura World right next door, only around a two-hour flight from the UK, and roughly 7 to 9 hours of sunshine a day for much of the year. In summer, it regularly hits 10 to 12 hours a day. Great.

Within a couple of days, we had drawn up a draft five-year plan. That plan is below, but I've also added for download in my Google Drive.

We went to A Place in the Sun Live in Manchester earlier in 2026. It was good. Useful. Also a bit of a blur. Too many talks, too many options, too many people telling you slightly different things.

We came away with more questions than answers, but probably a little more eager to look into it properly.

The A Place in the Sun guides have been a massive help too. They don’t make the move look effortless, which I actually like. They make it clear that Spain is still possible after Brexit, but there is paperwork, planning, tax, healthcare, visas, and a fair bit of patience involved.

That feels more useful than pretending it is all sun loungers and cheap wine.

Spain stayed on our radar. It’s familiar, it’s proven, and there’s a big expat community, which makes the whole thing feel less like jumping off a cliff.

But at the same time, neither my wife nor I want to just recreate the UK in warmer weather. We want a mix. A bit of familiarity, yes, but also the language, the culture, and the everyday differences. We would like to become more integrated into Spanish life.

The loose idea is simple. Rent first. See how it actually feels when it’s not a holiday. No pressure, no big commitments straight away.

I personally think I’d get bored just sat in a Spanish home watching the sun rise and set every day, so maybe we need something that keeps us busy and generates a small income.

Something flexible. Copywriting makes sense for us. It fits around life rather than the other way round, and we’ve done it before as a small business.

We’re not rushing into this. Five years feels about right for us. Long enough to do it properly, not just react to a feeling. Long enough to get plans, figures, and ideas properly into motion.

What follows is the plan as it stands. It will change over time as we get things sorted.

I have also started putting together a simple downloadable five-year moving plan checklist for anyone else thinking along similar lines. It doesn’t replace proper visa, tax, legal, or property advice, but it gives you a year-by-year framework to scribble on, tick off, and adapt.

Download the generic five-year Spain moving plan checklist

The Shape of the Move

This isn’t planned to be a clean break. Certainly not from the beginning.

We want it to feel like we’re easing ourselves into it.

We’ll rent in Spain first. A couple of months to start with, maybe longer if it feels right. Just to see what everyday life looks like when the novelty wears off a bit.

Back here, the house stays. At least for now.

While we were at A Place in the Sun Live in 2026, we spoke to a wealth manager who pointed out that a house in the UK can still drain cash. Yes, it’s an asset, but we would have to pay someone to manage it for us. We would also have repairs and maintenance to pay for, even though virtually everything is brand new, including the roof, doors, windows, bathroom, and kitchen.

He recommended selling and using the cash to live off.

I must admit, the most appealing part for me is keeping it. But the thought of strangers living in it and not keeping it as I would like does bother me.

All that said and done, right now, we are still thinking about renting it out. Keep it as an asset. Keep a bit of security behind us. If it works, great, it helps fund things in Spain. If it doesn’t, we’ve still got options for returning.

The Plan as it Stands

These are my working notes.

2026 - Property and Budget Groundwork

Mortgage paid off in August ... finally. That still feels good to say.

Where might we move to?

We had looked at Salou a couple of times now. We are actually out here now at the H10 Salou Princess, which is why I decided to write this. We like the area, and there is PortAventura World on the doorstep, airport is handly, lots to see and do, which is useful for when family come to stay. But it is perhaps a little too busy, and if we are being honest, as it's very popular, the prices of property do reflect that.

As of May 2026, minimum of 70sq.m, 2 bed, air con, balcony, parking and the use of a pool, you're looking between £145k - 210k.

In the Province of Murcia the prices tend to be between £85k - £470k, yeah a wider range of prices, but lots available in what appears to be more affordable (granted, we need to see what these properties are like!), so ours next trip will be further south, to take a look at the area around Murcia (between Cartagena and Águilas).

From here, it’s about building a proper buffer. Moving costs add up quickly when you start looking at them properly. Deposits, removals, visas, legal costs, translations, insurance, and a bit of breathing space on top.

We did find out that transporting the dog to Spain could cost us £3,000 alone (apparently she'll neeed her own pallet in the hold).

Passports valid for 10 years checked and OK.

We’ll start clearing out the obvious clutter. Nothing dramatic. Just stop holding onto things we don’t need.

I also want a rough handle on finances. Pensions, savings, and how they behave if we’re living somewhere else. Not deep detail yet, just enough to avoid getting caught out.

And we’ll keep an eye on local rental values. If the house is going to work for us as a rental, it needs to stack up financially.

We also need a proper Spain living budget. Not holiday spending. Normal life spending. Food, utilities, healthcare, travel, insurance, dog costs, car costs, eating out, and the boring things that keep life ticking over.

2027 - Health, Legal, and Reality Checks

This is where it starts to feel a bit more serious.

Healthcare is a big one. We need to understand how it works in Spain, what we need in place, and what it actually costs. Private health insurance will need proper research, especially by age, cover level, exclusions, and any waiting periods.

We also need to understand how healthcare changes at State Pension age, including whether an S1 form applies to us later. That one feels important.

Same with tax. I’d rather ask HMRC early than guess and regret it later. We also need proper advice on Spanish tax residency, especially if we keep the UK house and rent it out.

One thing we are already learning is that becoming tax resident isn't always as simple as spending 183 days in Spain. Where your income comes from, where your assets are, and even where your spouse lives can all play a part. Definitely one for proper advice rather than guesswork.

Visa rules will probably change between now and then, so this is more about staying up to date than locking anything in. The non-lucrative visa looks like one possible route, but the digital nomad visa may also be worth looking at if we keep some kind of remote copywriting income going.

We need to check what each visa allows, what it rules out, what income we need to prove, and whether any work has to come from outside Spain.

We also need to understand Spanish wealth tax and inheritance tax. From what we have seen already, these can vary by region, so where we live may matter more than we first thought.

That feels like proper advice territory, not “read a few blogs and hope for the best” territory.

We’ll also start learning Spanish. Slowly. Probably badly at first. But it’s part of it.

And we’ll spend time in Spain outside of peak season. Not the shiny version. The normal version.

2028 - Line up the Move

This is when it starts to feel closer.

We’ll begin speaking to estate agents in Spain and properly looking at rental options.

At the same time, we’ll get a feel for the cost of moving everything over. Or whether it’s even worth it.

We also need to check the driving licence rules, including whether our UK licences need exchanging and what happens if we become Spanish residents.

We’ll need to make sure money moves easily between the UK and Spain. Income, pensions, rental payments, and any savings. It all needs to work without becoming a monthly headache.

We also need to look into Spanish banking, currency transfer fees, and whether our UK banking apps, pensions, and mobile numbers will still work smoothly once we are spending longer periods abroad.

If we end up buying later, we need to understand NIE numbers, Spanish bank accounts, notaries, lawyers, property taxes, and all the official steps that come with buying or registering properly.

We also need to get important documents organised. Birth certificates, marriage certificates, and anything else likely to be needed for visa or residency applications. Some may need translating and apostilling (legally authenticating an official document so that it is recognised as valid in Spain).

We also need to understand Spanish urbanisations if we look at resort-style areas or managed communities. Community fees, rules, shared maintenance, pools, gardens, and any restrictions around rentals could all make a big difference.

This is also when we need to look properly at removals. Since Brexit, taking belongings into Spain is not as simple as just hiring a van and driving over. We’ll need proper quotes, customs advice, inventories, insurance, and a decision on what is worth taking.

And then there is dog transport. The £3,000 figure sounds high, so we need to compare options. Specialist pet transport may be worth it, but we should also understand what can be done ourselves, what paperwork is needed, and what Hela would cope with best.

And this is where the proper clear-out happens.

Hela needs sorting too. Vaccinations, paperwork, travel requirements. All of it.

2029 - Decision Year

This is the one that probably matters most.

We’ll spend a full month in Spain. Not as visitors, just living. Shopping, cooking, getting bored, dealing with normal life.

That should tell us what we need to know.

We’ll also decide what happens with the house. Rent it, or sell it. Right now it’s roughly £175k value and about £1,000 a month rental, but that’s just a guide and needs checking closer to the time.

If we keep it, we’ll need proper numbers. Letting agent fees, maintenance, insurance, tax, empty periods, and the emotional side of someone else living in our home.

Visa applications start here. Residency. Bank accounts. Documents. Translations. Apostilles. All the paperwork that turns an idea into something real.

This is also where we need to get organised with wills and estate planning. UK assets, Spanish assets, inheritance rules, and what happens if one of us dies first. Not cheerful, but necessary.

2030 - Move Year

If it still feels right... we go.

Move into a rental, or something more permanent if it lines up.

Sort the UK house properly so it’s not something we’re worrying about from a distance.

Then comes the official stuff. TIE, padrón, healthcare registration, local paperwork, banking, insurance, and whatever else we have missed along the way.

One thing the guides repeatedly stress is not leaving the paperwork until later. Registration, residency documents, and local administration seem to start almost as soon as you arrive.

And then just settle.

Find a vet for Hela. Register with a doctor. Work out where we actually like going for a coffee. Find the local shops. Meet people. Keep learning Spanish. Start building something that feels normal.

Where My (Our) Head’s At

It still feels a bit strange writing this down. Some days it feels exciting. Other days it feels like a lot. Sometimes it feels like too much.

The thought of leaving family, the kids, and a grandson is difficult. But like I said earlier, we wouldn’t stop any of our family moving away. They are already in different corners of the UK as it is, and we know they wouldn’t stop us.

But we keep coming back to the same thought. We’ve spent years doing what we should do. Working, paying the mortgage, building something stable, bringing up a family, and doing the right stuff.

And all that has been right.

But this feels like something we want to do.

This isn’t locked in. It’s not a perfect plan, and it doesn’t need to be. I’ll keep adding to this as we go, changing bits when reality gets in the way, or when something better comes along.

At the very least, we’ll still have a decluttered home, some brilliant memories, more trips to Spain under our belts, and hopefully a bit more Spanish than we have now.

How’s it Going?

Progress is slow. Very slow.

It’s currently May 2026, and here we are again in Salou. Possibly our last visit here for now, just to see if we generally like the area and to take a look in estate agents’ windows.

Property here is a little more expernsive that other areas we have looks at, we have decided that our next trip is likely to be down in Murcia (between Cartagena and Águilas). 

Still don’t know the ruddy language.

But we do like the area, so it is still on our shortlist.

Next, we’ll probably look at southern Spain, most likely around the Murcia region.

We also have a cruise lined up for November 2026, which takes in Vigo on Spain’s northwest coast, so our next proper Spanish move trip may have to wait until 2027.

Herbert Henry Scaife

Herbert Henry Scaife was my paternal great grandad.

He was Private 205681, 2/4th Battalion, King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry, part of 187th Brigade in the 62nd (2nd West Riding) Division. He was born in Snaith in 1886, enlisted at Knottingley, and was killed in action on 27 November 1917 during the Battle of Cambrai.

He had no known grave. His name is commemorated on Panel 8 of the Cambrai Memorial at Louverval, Nord, France.

I never knew him, of course. But I am incredibly proud of him. To me, he was a hero.

There is another thought I keep coming back to with my great grandad. Herbert had a son before he went to war. My grandad, Austin William Scaife, was born in 1913.

If the timing had been different, even by a couple of years, I would not be here writing this.

That is always a strange thought to sit with. 

Before France

Herbert had previously served with the Durham Light Infantry. His earlier numbers are recorded as 59279 and Private 96547, before he later became Private 205681 with the King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry.

For a long time, I knew very little about Herbert’s actual military service. Then I came across a report in the Pontefract and Castleford Express from August 1918.

The article explained that Herbert had enlisted on 30 October 1914 and first went to France on 28 August 1915 with the Durham Light Infantry. It also confirmed that he was wounded in November 1915 and returned to England for treatment.

That changes his story quite a bit.  He was not pulled into the Army by later conscription. Herbert was an early volunteer. He joined only a few months after the outbreak of war and reached France during 1915, long before conscription was introduced in 1916.

Like many First World War soldiers, Herbert held more than one service number during his time in the Army. Numbers were issued by individual regiments and often changed when a man was transferred, reclassified, wounded, or moved between battalions.

It is not yet fully confirmed which Durham Light Infantry battalion he served with, although the timing suggests one of the New Army battalions, possibly the 9th Battalion.

Herbert Scaife
Pontefract & Castleford Express   |   30th August 1918   |   Page 3
A Knottingley Soldier Long Reported Missing
Now Reported Deceased

Pvte Hbt Scaife, K.O.Y.L.I., the husband of Mrs Margt Scaife of Albert Cottages, Knottingley, was reported missing on November 27th 1917.

Every endeavour has been made to obtain reliable information concerning him, but without success. The British Red Cross stated in April last year that every possible enquiry had been instituted, all ineffectually.

The Military have now written the widow that he is dead. Pvte Scaife joined the army on October 30th 1914 and went to France on August 28th 1915.

He was wounded in November of that year and came back to England for treatment. He was drafted again to France on November _th 1917 and three weeks later was reported missing.

He leaves beside the widow two children.

Why did Herbert go to war?

I sometimes wonder what drove him to sign up.

It is easy to think of it as simple national pride, but it was rarely that straightforward. For men like Herbert, it was often a mix of duty, pressure, family responsibility, and the feeling that ordinary men were expected to do their bit.

Britain did not have full conscription at the start of the war. Men volunteered throughout 1914 and 1915. Herbert joined the Army on 30 October 1914, only a few months after war broke out.

Herbert was born in 1886, so he was around 28 years old when he enlisted. He was also already a husband and a father.

That changes how I think about him.

He was not some unattached young lad chasing adventure. He was a man with a family. He had already built part of his life before the war took him away from it.

The newspaper report from 1918 also stated that he left behind a widow and two children.

We may never know exactly what he felt when he left. Duty, pressure, fear, pride, resignation, all of them may have played a part. There was no television and no social media. Most people experienced the war through newspapers, official announcements, posters, rumours, and conversations in the street.

The message around him was often that Britain was doing its duty, that the war had to be fought, and that ordinary men were expected to answer the call.

But what affects me most is this:

Herbert had already survived the war once.

He went to France in 1915, was wounded that same year, and returned home to recover. At some point afterwards, he was transferred into the King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry and drafted back to France again in November 1917.

By then, he already knew what modern war looked like. He had seen the trenches before. He knew the danger. He knew what shellfire sounded like. He knew what happened to men there.

That changes the way I think about him even more.

He did not go into Cambrai as someone chasing adventure or glory. He went back because soldiers were needed again.

Three weeks later, he was reported missing.

1915: Training and first service with the Durham Light Infantry

Because Herbert went to France on 28th August 1915, his early training must have taken place before then.

His training would have involved route marches with full kit, rifle practice, bayonet drill, trench digging, night exercises, gas drill, and repeated inspections. At this time Herbert has the service number 59279.

The men had to learn how to move as a unit, obey orders quickly, and keep going when tired, wet, cold, and hungry.

This was not glamorous training. It was marching, drilling, digging, cleaning equipment, waiting for orders, and doing it all again the next day.

17 September 1915: France

Herbert’s medal card records his qualifying date as 17 September 1915 (so he has been over there a little over two weeks, with France as his theatre of war.

That date does not tell us exactly where he was standing on that day, but it does tell us that he had crossed from Britain to the Western Front.

He would probably have travelled by rail to a south coast port, then crossed the Channel by troopship. After landing in France, soldiers were often moved inland by train, sometimes in French railway wagons marked “40 hommes / 8 chevaux”, meaning 40 men or 8 horses.

For Herbert, this was the point where the war stopped being training, speeches, posters, and kit inspections. It became real.

1915 to 1916: The Durham Light Infantry period

The exact Durham Light Infantry battalion Herbert served with has not yet been confirmed.

Research suggests he may have been with one of the Durham Light Infantry’s New Army battalions, possibly the 9th Battalion, because the timing of his arrival in France fits that story. I believe that around this time his service number was 96547.

If that is correct, Herbert would have experienced the Western Front long before he joined the 2/4th KOYLI.

Life at the front was usually built around rotation. A battalion would spend time in the front line, then support trenches, then reserve, then rest.

Rest rarely meant comfort. It often meant carrying supplies, cleaning kit, repairing roads, moving ammunition, and preparing to go back to the front line.

Research suggests Herbert may have lived through trench conditions in late 1915: mud, lice, rats, cold meals, wet socks, shellfire, sentry duty, and the constant need to stay alert. But it wasn't to last long, a piece written after his death in the Pontefract and Castleford Express showed that he was wounded in November 1915, and he came back to England for treatment.

Transfer to the King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry

By the time he later served with the King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry, he was not new to war, already transferred back to England because of a wound in November 1915, he was drafted again to France in November 1917 (2 years later), this time he became part of The King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry.

I suppose it makes sense, men moved to where the Army needed them; units took losses, drafts were sent forward, and soldiers were reallocated between regiments and battalions, or in Herbets case, just drafted into a new division and regiment.

So Herbert became Private 205681 in the 2/4th Battalion, King’s Own Yorkshire Light Infantry.

The 2/4th Battalion KOYLI was part of 187th Brigade in the 62nd (2nd West Riding) Division.

January 1917: The 2/4th KOYLI in France

The 2/4th KOYLI landed at Le Havre on 15 January 1917.

From January 1917, the 62nd Division concentrated in the Third Army area between the rivers Canche and Authie.

February to March 1917: The Ancre

The 62nd Division’s first listed fighting on the Western Front came during the operations on the Ancre, from 15 February to 13 March 1917.

This placed the division in the hard, damaged country left by the Somme fighting. The men would have found broken trenches, shell holes, wire, mud, and villages reduced to ruins.

Herbert’s future battalion was now learning, or relearning, the rhythm of front-line life within a new division.

March to April 1917: The German retreat to the Hindenburg Line

In March 1917, the German Army withdrew to the Hindenburg Line. The 62nd Division took part in the British advance that followed.

The battalion that Herbert would eventually join would have moved through abandoned and destroyed ground. The German withdrawal left roads blocked, wells damaged, buildings ruined, and traps behind.

The British were advancing, but they were advancing into devastation.

This was not the old image of men sitting still in trenches that we are used to seeing in those documentaries on the History channels on a Sunday afternoon; it was movement, patrols, uncertainty, and the constant risk of hidden machine guns or shellfire.

3 to 17 May 1917: Bullecourt

The 62nd Division fought at Bullecourt during the Second Battle of Bullecourt, from 3 to 17 May 1917.

Bullecourt was part of the wider Arras fighting. It was a grim and costly battle against German positions linked to the Hindenburg Line.

The experience of soldiers here would have included heavy shellfire, attacks over broken ground, damaged trenches, and the shock of seeing modern defensive fire at close range.

By this point, the battalion was no longer new to war.

Summer and Autumn 1917: Holding the line

After Bullecourt, the division remained on the Western Front. The months between major battles were still dangerous.

Herbert’s daily life may have included trench repair, wiring parties, sentry duty, ration carrying, lice, rats, cold meals, wet socks, and the constant need to stay alert.

Wiring parties repaired or added barbed wire entanglements, often at night, close to No Man’s Land.

Men “stood-to” at dawn and dusk, meaning they were on high alert with weapons ready, because those were common times for attacks.

Letters from home mattered. So did hot tea, dry socks, and a few hours of sleep. Small things became big things.

November 1917: Moving towards Cambrai

By November 1917, the 62nd Division was in the Havrincourt sector, south-west of Cambrai. This is where Herbert rejoined the war (possibly 3rd to 6th November)after two years out, back in England recovering from a wound he sustained in 1915.

This area mattered because it sat in front of the Hindenburg Line. Cambrai itself was an important German supply centre, and the ground around Bourlon Ridge became one of the key objectives.

The 187th Brigade included the 2/4th KOYLI. Herbert, fresh again to war, was now moving towards the battle that would take his life.

20 November 1917: Havrincourt and the opening of Cambrai

The Battle of Cambrai began at about 6.30am on 20 November 1917.

The attack was unusual because it used tanks in large numbers. The British also used a predicted artillery barrage, a method where guns were aimed using calculations rather than a long registration bombardment. That helped preserve surprise.

The 62nd Division attacked near Havrincourt. The 187th Brigade advanced with the 2/5th KOYLI on the left and the 2/4th KOYLI on the right.

The 2/4th KOYLI attacked through the German defences around Havrincourt. The division pushed through the Hindenburg Line and helped take Havrincourt, then advanced towards Graincourt and the approaches to Bourlon Ridge.

For the men involved, this must have been a strange day. Tanks were moving ahead, artillery fire was crashing over the German line, and ground that had seemed impossible to cross was suddenly being taken.

But success came at a cost. The 2/4th KOYLI suffered heavy casualties on 20 November, with more than 200 killed, wounded, or missing.

21 November 1917: The advance slows

On 21 November, the early momentum began to fade.

The British had made a large gain, but they had not fully taken Bourlon Ridge. German resistance stiffened, and counter-attacks began around the newly captured ground.

Herbert’s battalion may have been involved in holding captured positions, reorganising after the first attack, moving supplies forward, and preparing for further action.

After a major attack, battalions rarely became neat and tidy again straight away. Men were missing, companies were mixed, officers had been hit, communications were in disarray, and nobody had eaten, rested, or slept properly.

22 November 1917: Towards Bourlon

By 22 November, fighting had developed around Fontaine, Anneux, and the approaches to Bourlon Wood.

The 62nd Division had advanced far, but it was now exposed. The German Army was recovering from the shock of the first day and bringing in reinforcements.

The men in this area would have faced shellfire, machine-gun fire, confused orders, and difficult movement over broken ground.

The battle was changing from a breakthrough into a hard fight to hold and extend the gains.

23 November 1917: Bourlon becomes the objective

On 23 November, the fighting increasingly centred on Bourlon Wood and Bourlon Ridge.

The 62nd Division had been heavily engaged since the opening day. Other units were brought into the fight, but the West Riding men had already helped open the way.

Herbert and the 2/4th KOYLI were likely still close to the Havrincourt, Graincourt, Anneux, and Bourlon area during this period.

The exact company-level position is not confirmed from the records I have seen so far.

24 to 26 November 1917: Waiting, holding, and moving under fire

The days between 24 and 26 November are difficult to place exactly without the battalion war diary page in front of me. It is something I would like to look at properly one day. But the wider battle gives us a strong sense of what was happening.

Herbert’s battalion was likely either holding captured ground, moving between support and forward positions, or preparing for renewed action around Bourlon.

These days may have been worse than the opening attack in some ways.

There was waiting. There was shelling. There was the strain of not knowing when orders would come. Men tried to sleep in trenches, dugouts, or shell holes. Rations and water had to be brought forward. Wounded men had to be carried back.

Late November in northern France was cold. Wet boots, mud, frost, tiredness, and fear would all have been part of the experience.

27 November 1917: Herbert’s death

Herbert was not immediately reported dead. Like many soldiers lost during the fighting at Cambrai (and many other battles), he was first listed as missing.

For months, the family waited for news while enquiries were made through military channels and the British Red Cross. Missing men were sometimes found wounded, captured, or recovering in hospitals, so families often lived with hope for a long time after the fighting had ended.

But we know that no reliable information about Herbert was ever found.

So, in August 1918, more than eight months after he disappeared during the fighting around Bourlon Wood, the Army finally informed his widow that he was now presumed dead.

Because his body was never identified or recovered, Herbert’s name is remembered on the Cambrai Memorial at Louverval rather than on a marked grave.

So officially Herbert Henry Scaife was killed in action on 27th November 1917. The date is shockingly important, Herbert has been drafted and back in the war for only three weeks!

By the 27th, the battalion had already been in action for a week.

War diary records for the division show continued fighting around Bourlon Wood and the nearby village. The ground was contested, and attacks were met with strong resistance.

Herbert was in or near the forward positions during this phase, likely somewhere between Anneux and Bourlon, where the fighting was at its most intense.

Casualties were heavy. Units were reduced in strength, and control was difficult to maintain once attacks began.

It was during this fighting that Herbert was presumed killed in action.

I was lucky enough to visit the Cambrai Memorial at Louverval, France, on 23 September 2017, almost one hundred years after Herbert was killed.

It is a beautiful, peaceful place. I remember standing there thinking that if he could not rest back home with his family in Yorkshire, he would probably have liked this quiet spot.

We left a small posy of poppies for him.

RIP Great Grandad Scaife.

 



Timeline

1886: Herbert Henry Scaife is born in Snaith.

1913: His son, Austin William Scaife, is born.

August 1914: The First World War begins. Herbert is around 28 years old and already a father.

30th November 1914: Private Herbert Scaife joined the army.

Spring to early summer 1915: Herbert likely enlists in the Durham Light Infantry. This date is estimated from his service number and the fact that he was already in France by September 1915.

28th August 1915: Herbert enters a theatre of war in France with the Durham Light Infantry.

November 1915: Herbert is wounded and returned back to England.

15th January 1917: The 2/4th KOYLI lands at Le Havre. If Herbert was already in France, he may have joined the battalion there.

15th February to 13th March 1917: The 62nd Division takes part in operations on the Ancre.

March to April 1917: The division advances during the German retreat to the Hindenburg Line.

3rd to 17th May 1917: The division fights at Bullecourt during the Arras fighting.

Summer to Autumn 1917: Herbert serves through the routine dangers of the Western Front. Exact battalion positions need the full war diary.

November 1917: After recovery and recuperation, Herbert is drafted back into the war, this time as a Private in the Kings Own Light Infantry (205681), at this time, the 62nd Division moves into the Havrincourt sector, south-west of Cambrai.

20th November 1917: The Battle of Cambrai begins. The 2/4th KOYLI attacks on the right of 187th Brigade near Havrincourt.

21st to 26th November 1917: Research suggests the battalion remains in the Cambrai battle area as British forces push towards Bourlon Ridge and fight to hold captured ground.

27th November 1917: Herbert is killed in action during the Cambrai fighting, most likely connected with the fighting around Bourlon Wood and Bourlon village.

Command

The 2/4th KOYLI was part of 187th Brigade, 62nd (2nd West Riding) Division.

The battalion commander during the Cambrai fighting is recorded as Lieutenant-Colonel R. E. Power.

The 62nd Division was commanded by Major-General Sir Walter Braithwaite.

Medals

Herbert’s medal card shows that he entered a theatre of war on 17 September 1915. That means he qualified for the 1914–15 Star.

He would also have been entitled to the British War Medal and the Victory Medal.

Together, these three medals were sometimes known as Pip, Squeak, and Wilfred.

All unfortunately lost or misplaced, but the memory of Herbert hasn't gone. 

Why I’m here

I keep coming back to my grandad, Austin William Scaife.

He was born in 1913, before Herbert went to war. If Herbert had gonea nd joined the army earlier, or if life had unfolded in a slightly different order, Austin may never have been born.

And if Austin had not been born, I would not be here.

That makes this story feel very close.

It is not just military history. It is family history. It is the thin thread that connects a man born in Snaith in 1886 to me, sitting here more than a century later, trying to understand where he went and what happened to him.

Remembering Herbert

It is hard to write about someone you never met and still feel close to them.

But I do.

Herbert Henry Scaife was not just a name, a number, or a line on a memorial. He was a man born in Snaith who lived and enlisted in Knottingley, trained for war, crossed to France, endured the trenches, fought at Cambrai, and never came home.

His name is at Louverval because his body was never found. That feels unbearably sad, but it also means his name stands with thousands of others who gave everything and were not brought back.

I am proud of him.

I never knew him, but I know enough.




 

What Is A Digital Garden?

I’ve had a few people ask what I mean when I call this site a digital garden, so this felt worth explaining properly (well, explaining itin my way anyway!).

A digital garden is a way of writing and sharing ideas online that focuses more on growth than polish. Instead of treating every post like a finished article that gets published and forgotten, a digital garden gives you space to plant ideas, come back to them, improve them, and link them to other thoughts over time. 

That is what I want this place to be.

A normal blog usually works as a timeline. Newest post at the top, older posts dropping further down, everything arranged by date. A digital garden feels different. It is more personal, more flexible, and a bit less concerned with looking finished. It is allowed to be a work in progress.

Now this is the tricky bit for me, I'm a marketer by trade, so publishing unfinished work is a very foreign concept to me, and I do find it really difficult, but by forcing myself, I usually have some seed posts on here.

So like a real garden is never really “done”. You add things, move things, cut things back, and sometimes leave a patch alone until you know what to do with it, a digital garden site works in a very similar way. Some posts here are more complete than others. Some are just ideas that needed somewhere to live. Some may grow into something better later on.

That is part of the appeal. It gives me room to think in public, without pretending every piece of writing needs to be a final draft.

So as well as 'seed' posts (initial ideas), I move them to 'sprout' when they are a bit more formed, and then 'flower' then I think they are complete.

It is also a very personal format. A garden reflects the person looking after it, and a digital garden does the same. Mine is a mix of stories, notes, opinions, half-formed ideas, rants, things I want to remember, and things I simply did not want to lose in the endless mess of phones, folders, and old platforms.

I’ll be honest, organising it has probably been the hardest part of doing this; I'm not the most organised person in the world, as I'm sure my wife would agree.

I’ve gone through a few different versions of labels, and I’ll probably change them again. That is not failure; it is just part of building something like this. The structure is still evolving, which feels quite fitting for a digital garden. It is meant to be a living space, not a fixed system.

Because I built this on Blogger, and not on a dedicated digital garden platform, some parts are a compromise. Posts still appear in chronological order, which is more traditional blog than digital garden. The deeper linking between ideas is also still a work in progress. I’d like more of that over time, because that is where a digital garden really starts to feel interesting. It becomes less about scrolling through posts and more about wandering through connected thoughts.

Even so, the shape of it is starting to feel right.

If you enjoy a particular kind of post, the labels at the end should help you find similar ones. I’ve also started doing a bit more curation, which I think matters. In a real garden, you place certain plants together because they look right next to each other. The same idea applies here. I have a Stories section to pull my original fiction into one place, and a Best Of section on the homepage for posts I think are worth a bit more attention.

I want to do more of that as the site grows.

There is also a Now page, inspired by the Now movement (it is a movement or a thought process!). That is just a simple page I update from time to time to show what I’m focused on at the moment. It is less about polished content and more about keeping a current marker in the ground.

Most of the code behind this site has been put together by me and layered on top of Blogger. I did not think I would get it this far, if I’m honest, but it has turned into something that feels surprisingly usable and very much my own.

Comments are turned off, and that is deliberate. This space is not really built around discussion. It is more about expression, collection, and exploration. I’m not putting things here to chase approval. I’m putting them here because I want a place for them to exist. You can't like or dislike anything either. All that is too much like social media (which I don't like).

That is probably the biggest difference between this site and some of the others I run. On other websites, I think about search traffic, keyword use, structure, and all the usual SEO details. Here, I mostly just write. That makes it feel calmer, more honest, and a lot more enjoyable.

If someone finds their way here and enjoys something, or finds it useful, that is a bonus. All posts can be shared by copying the URL 😀

I have also added site search, which I use a lot myself. That matters more than I thought ... once a site starts growing, being able to find old ideas quickly becomes part of the appeal for me.

So that is my version of a digital garden.

It is not perfect. It is not finished. It is probably a little messy around the edges. But that feels about right. It is personal, it is still growing, and it gives me a place to write without feeling like everything has to be polished, packaged, and done.

For me, that is the whole point.