the Boy on Top of the World

Clarrisa asked, “Is there really gold at the end of the rainbow, and if so, how does one get there?” Well, I can honestly and {...}

A brief sideline from question answering for a momentary Angriesque rant. Normal service will return shortly when I shall answer exactly what lies at the {...}

Z asked “How did you go from being a butcher to what you do now?” It’s a 40% cultural, 60% family history answer. In Canada {...}

OK, bloggers block has settled in, just as I reach my first bloggy year too. Yesterday I asked in general what you wanted me to {...}

I realised last night, as I was digging in my blog archive, that I’ve been posting for more than a year now. My blogversary came {...}

I did my annual feeding at the corporate trough yesterday, England v France at Twickenham. I played some Rugby at school (even broke my nose {...}

Pirate Pete, like so many kids, started his musical career playing the recorder. He did pretty well, and managed to pick up reading music quite {...}

I love this time of year. The air is still crisp, but the first signs of spring are pushing out. We spent Saturday afternoon in {...}

Perhaps one of the hardest things about being a manager, next to firing, is coaching and advising people to change behaviour. Its not a manipulative {...}

Imagination is an interesting phenomenon. Some have it, some have it in spades and some have it not at all. Being of a curious bent {...}