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By this time in the summer, after nearly two months of school holidays, things are in such a state of dishevel that I don't know what on...

Oh Sloane Peterson, how I adored you from afar in 1986 suburban England; you were everything 80's cool to me. That fringed jacket, those...

So - this week I left. Finally - after what feels like the longest build-up - I left IBM. It feels good; strange but good. I will always fee...

I am struck by the number of beautiful images there are out there to punctuate our feelings on certain things. My addiction to Pinterest is ...

A week of missing the signs. I confess I have succumbed to a sucker punch; I recently wrote this and in self-satisfaction remarked how I ha...

Of the most potent memories are those spent on holiday, as a child. Partly owing to the fact that my Dad was an airline pilot, I spent many ...