the Boy on Top of the World

Following in the footsteps of Wendz, I’ve done an piece over at ExpatInterviews. You can read it here, but more interestingly you can find nuggets {...}

At the risk of sounding repetative, can I just re-iterate how much I hate commuting? Its bad enough having to spend the time getting from {...}

Meet Fred. He’s not particularly big, a mere gibbon of a monkey, but he’s almost the oldest. Every so often he clambers over the others {...}

There is an interesting statistic out there (it is buried in this article, which is an excellent overview, can’t find the original study again). That {...}

A bit of sunshine this morning, now isn’t that what we all needed? I certainly did. It was indeed a hell of a day yesterday. {...}

Its wet, the sky is overcast and dark, I’ve got a to do list of 87 open items, 22 of which are urgent, I didn’t {...}

So, I’ve now got one, a Smart Car that is. Have poodled about, tested it limits, tried every knob and button (of which there are {...}

There are times when I think I work too hard. No, I know I work too hard. Yet its not all bad. In the current {...}

There’s a face of the boy that’s been a bit hidden. He’s there, in fact he’s a core part of the boy, but he doesn’t {...}

Do you think it would be possible to do Christmas without the presents? You see, in general I love Christmas. I love getting the family {...}