Hello. I’m Neil McIntosh, and this is my weblog. This site reflects my views on whatever crosses my path, and so it doesn’t follow much of a set menu.

I’m a geek, in the broadest sense; a geek about journalism, about technology, about business, about digital media and - on my time off - about football. I’m fortunate that my career has managed to bind all these things together, in various ways.

Today, I’m head of editorial development for guardian.co.uk, part of the team that produces Britain’s most popular newspaper website. I help define and implement strategy, dreaming up new things and then working them through to a live service. I’ve seen our blog, audio and video output through from the drawing board to delivery and beyond, and think the possibilities thrown up by all this makes today the most exciting time to be a journalist in decades.

In the past, I’ve worked as a reporter, feature writer, production journalist and columnist on various newspapers. I joined the Guardian as deputy editor of its technology section in 1999, and spent five happy years following Apple Computer, digital media, telecoms and consumer electronics affairs around the world. I was an early adopter of blogging as a form of journalism - I started Onlineblog with Jack Schofield and Vic Keegan in 2001 - and was lucky enough to visit Google’s HQ so early in the company’s history it had only just broken even. I moved to what was then Guardian Unlimited in 2004 as assistant editor, to start our pioneering blogs programme.

Back in the early to mid 90s, I studied journalism at Napier University, Edinburgh, writing my dissertation on the advent of digital journalism. In 2006 - in a move that would have surprised my 1990s self - I completed a Masters in business administration from the Open University, specialising in strategy, finance, creativity and innovation, and technology management. Those studies influence me as much as the journalism education.

I live in London with my lovely wife Mary, and my little black and white cat Ginny. Both indulge my love of football, and occasionally pose for photographs, although only one takes bribes in the form of shreds of chicken. I’ll leave you to work out which.

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