Night Falls In Oxford Circus
While walking along Regent Street towards Oxford Circus this evening, a gap in the traffic exposed the rain soaked roads, and suddenly drab, cold, noisy Lond...
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Today was only interesting in that I managed to navigate the vagueries of the Great Western Railway, the London Underground, two different Starbucks coffee h...
The Emperors New Clothes
At 5:40am this morning, my body performed it’s remarkable trick of waking up ahead of the alarm clock programmed for 6am. I rolled over, felt for a mobile ph...
Regent Street In 11 Hours
In 11 hours time I will walk into the office of a client just off Regent Street in London, dressed in a shirt, tie, khaki jeans, and brown shoes. I will have...
Blocking Calls
If I ever work from home, or I’m off work with some life threatening lurgy, or looking after one of the children when they are chundering spectacularly from ...
Contents Of The Bag Of Holding
There is no end to the ideas I will come up with for blog posts when I have better things to be getting on with (like loading the washing machine, or tidying...
And Just Like That It Was Gone
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Lies Damn Lies And Statistics
Now this blog has been sitting out here on the internet for a few weeks, I thought it might be interesting to look at the numbers (paltry though they are).
Seduced By Sibelius
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Running Around In Circles
Today has been interesting. From the cycle to work through insane traffic, to the morning conference call where somebody accidentally said more than they sho...