Eureka moments don’t happen. There’s no such thing as a split-second moment of inspiration or a lightning strike, flash bulb of an idea. At least, not for me. Instead, there... Read more
My friend recently asked me if I aspired to be like Ben Fogle and I laughed. I thought he was joking. You see, to me, despite knowing next to nothing about him, Ben Fogle represents a group... Read more
In leaving my job and going solo I feel I’ve taken a big step but am aware that the journey has only just begun. I still have no income and the funds will be running out very, very soo... Read more
What annoys you on a daily basis? Traffic? Missing the bus/train by seconds? Flat tyre? Burning your toast? What a pain in the ass! So what do you do? Clench your fists. Grit your teeth. Cur... Read more
I get nervous in big crowds. Never quite sure how to stand or where to put my hands. I enjoy company and small groups – even the focus of their attention – but more than that and... Read more
With absolutely no sense of irony, I am starting a small campaign on these pages: Say ‘No!’ to negativity. If I believe in anything then it is that life is here to be enjoyed and... Read more
That’s not a rhetorical question. I really would like to know: what would you do if you had a million pounds? The emphasis in that sentence, for those of you that missed it, was on the... Read more
This women-running-marathons-thing was only supposed to be a brief entry but when I started writing about it I found myself feeling quite strongly about the implications so here is a third i... Read more
This women-running-marathons-thing was only supposed to be a brief entry but when I started writing about it I found myself feeling quite strongly about the implications so here is a second... Read more
Did you know that there was no women’s marathon in the Olympic Games until 1984? The men’s event, in contrast, was part of the inaugural “modern Olympics” in 1896. Wo... Read more
My legs are pistons, firing repeatedly in a hypnotic cadence, a relentless machine hell bent on speed. Churning the big cog over and over, I’m flying through London at a dangerous rate... Read more
I knew nothing about about Newton Faulkner other than that he was a singer/songwriter. I loaded up his album, Hand Built By Robots, on Spotify and thought it was great so, last night, I aske... Read more
