If Blogs Could Talk
Hello blog. I’ve never addressed you directly before, so thought this might be fun. I haven’t given it a great deal of thought before doing so, so you’ll for...
Recent Posts
Hilarity On The Underground
While stood on the underground train travelling east beneath London, we arrived at one of the stations and a young guy with a beard and headphones scampered ...
Surfacing
On Friday afternoon the lovely girl that sits behind me wandered through the office and remarked “oh, you’re not in on Monday, are you”. I had no idea why sh...
Old People And Corner Shops
After extensive testing and field research, I have come to the conclusion that no matter what time you enter a corner shop, and no matter how empty the shop ...
Mathematics
Although I didn’t study mathematics past college, it’s always been something of a nerdy secret interest. While it’s true that math occasionally crosses paths...
Is The End Approaching
I’ve been caught in two minds about writing a personal blog over the last year - while I like to share thoughts, ideas, and opinions with the world, it all s...
Creative Failure Abounds And Yet We Persist
I used to write with so much more confidence than I do now. Well crafted posts - exploration of thoughts and experiences, wrapped in a literary style that I ...
Close Encounters Of The Scissored Kind
This morning I survived a close encounter with a pretty lady brandishing scissors. I had planned to go to the usual place where a disgruntled guy cuts my hai...
Busy Doing Nothing
I have been sitting here since tucking the younger children into bed an hour or so ago, and have achieved absolutely nothing.
A First World Problem
Our eldest daughter came home from School yesterday - her first day back after the Christmas break - and murmured something about her school friends getting ...