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May 6, 2019

I have kept a carefully proportioned distance from the whole climate change debate; close enough to keep it within earshot, and far enough away for the words to stay muffled. The point of my behaviour is simple; I’m not a climate changer denier, I’m a climate change av...

January 14, 2019

I am sat at a small oak table, looking out at the Ionian sea through open double-doors on a Greek island and I am hungry. Last night I decided that today I would fast and it’s now 5.06pm. I am fasting because I know that when I consciously refrain from eating for perio...

September 10, 2018

A short while ago Sarah Jane, Phil and myself were having one of our regular phone calls about the Diploma Course that we’re offering in January. After we’d checked-in with each other and talked ‘business’ for a while, the conversation began to deepen between us. We so...

June 7, 2018

There’s an Italian cafe that I love to start my day in when I visit London. It’s my habit to go there at 8am before my workday begins. They only play classical music before mid-morning on their splendid sound system. The rhythm of cascading water melds with violins as...

April 30, 2018

I put a small glass of white wine in front of my mum as she sits quietly at my kitchen table. I place the salt and pepper near to it and turn back to the cooker to dish out our meal. Then the sound of the pepper grinder causes me to spin around. My mother is twisting i...

March 31, 2018

Writing my first book was both exhilarating and exhausting, for reasons I’d anticipated and for others that hijacked me along the way. In my naivety, I didn’t know beforehand that I’d need to recuperate when the process was complete. So that’s how it’s been; no publici...

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