Adventures of a procrastinator

I think social media is a fantastic revolution in human connectivity. But I also have a fear that it has played a large part in bringing us ...

A brisk winter wind that could freeze the marrow in your bone greeted myself and adorable wife on the 30th December upon our arrival at the...

The original purpose behind this blog was to hold myself to account. I declared publicly that I was going to write a novel, with the intent ...

It's very possible I'm not really British. If my tastes are anything to go by I'm more likely to be South East Asian. The fact...

London had already given so much. It was late in the afternoon, approaching four, when we arrived at Camden via the tube, and re-emerged i...

The night had been spent tossing and turning, adorable wife unusually separated from me by a one-foot gap, on a bed of her own. The noisy ...