Weekend Reading

The Last Conversation You’ll Ever Need to Have About Eating Right It’s beyond strange that so many humans are clueless about how they should feed themselves. Every wild species on the planet knows how to do it; presumably ours did, too, before our oversized brains found new ways to complicate things. So many diets, so


I'm sure I had full length trousers I could've worn - I know for certain I had a pair of dungarees at some point during the height of my Oor Wullie phase - but for some reason in my memories of cycling to my childhood piano lessons I'm always wearing shorts. Wheeling my big black

Weekend Reading

Breaking with tradition, here's a link to a wonderful newsletter. It's only a few issues old but so far it's made me pause and think each time. quotemail Words. Daily. Because finding good words to think on (or use for calligraphy practice or journal pages) takes time and effort. Let me share my time and

Stop blaming Facebook

"The next two decades it's gonna be privacy. I'm talking about the Internet. I'm talking about cell phones. I'm talking about health records and who's gay and who's not. And moreover, in a country born on the will to be free, what could be more fundamental than this?" ~ Sam Seaborn, The West Wing. In

Switching Off

My bedroom is never completely dark. Sure, the black out curtains help, but the gentle glow of street lights still sneaks into the room, the orange glow casting gentle shadows. Once my eyes adjust I can make out the detail of the print hanging opposite my bed, the sleeve of a shirt hanging off the

Weekend Reading

Extra long list today as I was too busy wandering the streets of Barcelona last week! Stephen Hawking obituary The image of Stephen Hawking – who has died aged 76 – in his motorised wheelchair, with head contorted slightly to one side and hands crossed over to work the controls, caught the public imagination, as

Sunday Mornings

Late last year I met a friend in the pub for a celebratory 'end of week' catchup. We got our bitching about colleagues and various crappy work issues dealt with whilst the post work crowds rolled in, but as they started to head home to loved ones, or headed off for a night out on

Weekend Reading

How to get yourself out of a funk On Tuesday, I woke up feeling a bit tired, uninspired, and just generally not in the mood to tackle my to-do list for the day. I understand myself well enough by now to know how to react to this situation (most of the time) but was curious

Lighting in the dark

"It's 106 miles to Chicago, we have a full tank of gas, half a packet of cigarettes, it's dark and we're wearing sunglasses... HIT IT!" Last weekend saw me driving through to Edinburgh as the last remnants of daylight faded to black, I had already taken my sunglasses off, and I don't smoke, but the