It’s April. Where in the name of holy balls did that come from? The clocks have gone forward and I’m looking back at the past 7-10 days wondering where the time has gone, and how I can get it to slow down. As it’s been nine days of ups, downs and in-betweens since my
Considering that cinema has been such a consistent presence throughout my life it struck me that, oddly, I’ve failed to write a single word about it on this little corner of the internet that I’m proud to call my own… As this post marks my 30th waffle (a milestone I wasn’t convinced I would
Having grown up with social media, I’ve had the pleasure of watching the platform evolve from the simple days of MSN Messenger and MySpace – both top notch platforms for adolescent flirtation and clique forming – to a global phenomenon that has become an intrinsic part of our everyday lives. Hand in hand with
It’s rare that I get to visit London for anything other than a same-day return and a two-hour business meeting, but this past weekend I was fortunate to have a spare couple of days to visit my friend Suzi. A long-time resident of Wanstead (that’s East London to anyone unfamiliar), and a family friend
I was finishing work on a client’s end of year review when Jeremy Vine announced that today he’d be covering the subject of diets. Do they work or are they just a monumental waste of time, he pondered? Don’t worry, Jezza wasn’t paying us a visit at the office or anything. In standard workplace
Despite having entered the age bracket where reproduction is basically obligatory, and pyjamas by 6:30pm is socially acceptable, on occasion I’m still invited out of the house to celebrate the fact that two adult humans have opted to spend the rest of their lives together. On Saturday (16th Feb), I was lucky enough to
I’m not sure whether it’s because I’m getting older, but lately I’ve found myself with an insatiable desire to get my shit together. There was a time when the mere idea of having a ‘routine’ on the weekend bored me to tears. What’s the use in having a routine when you could be hit
It’s been a pretty good start to the year for Sam. He’s returned to school with all the enthusiasm you can expect from an 8-year-old. He’s firing through maths and English like Oscar Pistorius through a bathroom door, and this year he’s going on his first grown-up holiday abroad with his mum and some
When the story of one woman’s humiliating and tortuous two-hour job interview began doing the rounds last week, it got me thinking about the whole awkward and often drawn out process of looking for a job. Graduate Olivia Bland had high hopes about Web Applications UK. She’d survived stage one of the interview process and
It’s not enough these days to go home of a weekend knowing that you’ve done a good job throughout the week and tell no-one but your husband and the cats. Success and public profile go hand-in-hand; every good PR professional knows this. But what about the art of PR’ing ourselves – the PR people?
