There was a period of about a hundred years recently, during which I was forced to abstain from caffeine. Ok, more like a couple of months, and I guess technically, ‘recommended’ rather than ‘forced’ would be the accurate term. Either way, it was far too long, and I didn’t like it. However. My enjoyment of…

I can’t help wondering about things. I’m like an annoying toddler who’s just learnt the word ‘why?’. I like facts, and I like answers. I know things are rarely black and white, and that in between, there are way more than just fifty shades of grey. I know that finding a reason why something has…

So I’m reading a book. It’s a book I could have written. I mean, obviously I couldn’t – not literally. I’m not a writer. To be clear, this is an actual proper book, written by someone with a huge number of writing credentials. An actual proper writer. So no, it isn’t a book I could…

I’ve taken a few days of annual leave. I had a few days left to use up, nothing planned. Actually that’s not strictly true. I did make a plan. I actively planned to do nothing. A few catch ups here and there with old friends. The odd trip up to London. Bit of horse riding….

For the last few weeks, I’ve been trying to work out why, when I look in the mirror, I feel as if I don’t quite like what I see, even though I know I actually look better now. I had really long hair before, and I liked it (and spent far too much money on…