Cornwall Fucking Council III: Should I Even Be Selling My House?
There are some questions you don’t expect to ask your solicitor. This morning I asked mine whether I should even have my house on the market. Welcome to […]
The Journal
Thoughts on software, music, AI, bootstrapping, trust, craft and making things without turning the whole operation into a funnel.
We Don’t Need an AI CRM. We Need to Stop Thinking in CRMs.
There’s a copy of Salesforce for Dummies sitting on my bookshelf. I noticed it while taking a photograph of Vork running on my laptop. The juxtaposition made me […]
What Is Software Development in 2026?
When writing the code is no longer the hard part. I saw an interesting post on LinkedIn recently. An experienced software engineer had been experimenting with AI. He’d […]
The Birth of Behaviour Engineering
For most of my career I thought software engineering was about writing software. I don’t think that anymore. Not because software is disappearing. Quite the opposite. We’re about […]
Apparently My Porch Has Moved
I am currently having an argument about a public footpath. This is already a sentence nobody wants to write. The argument concerns where a footpath actually runs across […]
AI Wrote This. I Wrote This. Both Things Are True.
There’s something I should probably disclose about the articles on this site. I use AI to write them. Quite extensively, actually. There. I’ve said it. Run one through […]
The Map Is Wrong. Please Change Reality.
I have a public footpath running through my back garden. Except I don’t. Cornwall Council says I do. I’ve lived at our property in Cornwall for sixteen years. […]
Ray Kinsella still owns the field.
In my last article, I explained why we’re opening the gates to Jadaptive’s software and inviting people to come and use it. There’s an obvious question I deliberately […]
Ray Kinsella is Selling Hot-dogs
I’ve been building and selling software for about 25 years, and I’ve recently started wondering whether Ray might have understood something about the software business that we’ve forgotten. […]
Running Up Someone Else’s Hill
I saw a reel on Facebook recently. Four lads, probably in their early twenties, all bunched up around the camera. Singer at the front, guitarist to one side, […]