Neil Hopcroft

A digital misfit

So this is my last weekend in Cambridge…I’m currently (taking a displacement activity break from) running around cleaning the house. Its not going badly, mostly clear now, a car load of things to the tip this morning, pretty much the rest of it comes with me. Not sure if its one car full or two.

There are a few things I’m going to miss about Cambridge, the night skies at this time of year are fabulous and its a city full of slightly weird people, which lends it an interesting atmosphere.

Some of the things I’m not going to miss are the A14 and traffic in general (though I suspect I get my fair share at the new place, what with the proximity to the M25).

Later this afternoon I’ll be heading down to Midsummer Fair – give me a shout if you’re going to be there and we’ll see if we can meet up.


Book review: Hedgehogging by Barton Bigs

Barton Biggs is not the kind of guy I feel I would get on with if I met him on the train. Or rather, he wouldn’t get on with me. He’s a money man, arrogant and brash. This is an autobiographical work, but there seems not to be any particular order to it. Like a collection of stories you get from someone you meet at a party. Many of these stories come from his personal experience of ‘running money’, and that of members of his social circle.

There are, however, some interesting insights into economics and the view of the markets from the front line – he was running funds for a number of years and clearly understands a lot of the things that move markets. But its broader than that, theres a lot of personality in the book, and you feel somehow like a friend, a confidante, he’s telling you some secrets of the trade, how it feels to be going through some of these things, watching the young ‘uns making the same mistakes.

Some of the most useful insights are into what running money does for people, and in particular the wives of guys who do it – there are a number of tales of woe where they’ve taken over control, the money is like a drug for them. But its not just the money that does that, its playing the game, being a part of the social group is an important factor too, as well as being seen to be part of the group.

Who should read this book? Anyone who wants to know about markets but doesn’t think economists really get it.


I’ve just noticed there are now 10 times more users registered on Livejournal that when I joined.


With thanks to evilmattikinz I’ve now gotten a van-full of boxes and some shelves to put them upon in my new flat. Theres still more to come, but most of the big things have now made it here….the major omission being the washing machine. I’m hoping that fits down the corridor in the new place.

Leatherhead itself is a quaint old town, which hasn’t been invaded *too* badly by high street names. Indeed, it still has a traditional green grocer, complete with little paper bags, frail old ladies and some very tasty (if slightly squishy) cherries.

There is a fabulous ’30s pumping station, too, of which I’ll post some pictures later.

I’m now down south on a reasonably ongoing basis, with a few treks north to pick up another car-full of boxen. Anyone about for meeting up during the week?


Traffic chaos on my doorstep, m25 junction 9. Admittedly in one of its quieter moments. I remember taking hours to get past this spot.
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I’m a bit online again now – I’ve set up the mini in the corner under the stairs running over bluetooth to the cat at the top of the stairs, where there is just about GPRS coverage. I’m going to be a bit hit-or-miss online for the next few days but its better than nothing.


My new garden. Its a no maintenance sitting outside on long summer evenings kinda garden. And this picture doesn’t really do it justice, i can’t get a wide enough angle for that with this phone. You’ll just have to come and see it in person. They’re still finishing the flat, but i’ve got my sleeping bag tucked away in a corner out the way and a car full of boxes making it mine.

And Bt are useless, but you knew that already.
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This doesn’t make any sense, there’s not much traffic and there’s seats on the train. Can someone check that martians haven’t killed the entire population of leatherhead?


Ok, i’m officially bored now. I caught the 733 train from waterbeach. 1000 and We’ve just arrived at welwyn north. Its going to be a long day.
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