Yesterday I thought there was a vague chance I might have to start thinking about packing a box or two, at some point in the distant future. You know, just one of those vague, back-of-the-mind type niggles. This morning, as an email from my solicitor revealed, it turned out I might have to actually start…

At work, I’m a breadth not depth kind of person. Give me responsibility for the big picture over the detail any day. I love a bit of high level thinking. In food terms (and let’s face it, there are no better terms), it’s like having responsibility for setting the menu, and maybe sampling the tasting…

Ok, gap months. It’s been a while. Not for any particular reason, I’ve just not gone through all the necessary stages, in the required order, to translate any of my myriad pointless musings into a set of vaguely comprehensible written words, The pros of this situation are as follows: Bit more time on my hands…