Without drugs, modern citizens are turning their eyes upon themselves as a way of coping with the insane demands of our digitally-liberated lives. I remember when I was a teenager and many commentators were welcoming the new dawn of technology as a liberation from work and an invitation to explore the boundaries of leisure. We... Continue Reading →

Both Magical and Maniacal

Life is sweetness wrapped in bile. It's the fruit from the tree that, once bitten, first assaults the taste; those first few moments of regret and dismay. The tongue takes some accustoming to such unwanted shocks and the mind has to readjust to the realisation that all encounters may taste this way. There is probably... Continue Reading →

Feedback and the Noise.

Just A Quick Note on Feedback 1.      uncountable noun If you get feedback on your work our progress, someone tells you how well or badly you are doing, and how you could improve. If you get good feedback you have worked or performed well. Continue to ask for feedback on your work. I was getting great feedback from my boss.      2. uncountable... Continue Reading →

Don’t Mention The F Word.

Back in the day when we used motivational videos in assemblies, videos that told kids that they could be anything as long as they got at least a B at GCSE, I remember being a little bit taken in by the preposterous philosophy that we were selling. We were in of charge materials that could... Continue Reading →

Who’s Writing My Life?

Imagine that our lives are novels, ones that have been written by somebody else. Each morning, we open ourselves up to a new chapter. Sometimes it’s just an old paragraph that we have convinced ourselves that we have been working on; work in progress. When we first went through this it seemed alright, but we have... Continue Reading →

On Not Being A Cycle Day

General cycling Soon Captain Candy will be pulling up outside. I've already memorised our conversation. I will enquire as to his wellbeing and he will talk for a good twenty-five minutes. The twenty-five minutes will not be good, but at least I've heard it all before. Many people tend to forget what they have already... Continue Reading →

Time Sack

Nobody is aware of this, but a few; me and my wife to be exact. My recent travels with Captain Candy have revealed the truth about the nature of existence: the world ended some time in November 1979. That strangely coincided with Pick Floyd's release of The Wall. It was also the time that Captain... Continue Reading →

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