An unprecedented level of calls
‘You’re getting very dark again. You need to see a doctor.’ That’s how the other half censored me as I…
Pale, stale and male … and invisible
I give more than a single shit about climate change, and hang my head in shame as other middle-aged white men dictate Britain’s place in Europe and encourage Americans to worship the buck over the book. And yet, I feel invisible.
Back in the old town
Time heals, and just recently, I felt able to return to Amsterdam for my 50th birthday. Three years, they say, is how long you should always leave between visits to places that mean so much.
Ten bad things about me
The ten things that I do wrong. Ten things guaranteed to make you move seats on a bus and cut down on visits.
No news is good news – Information overload
Yesterday was Blue Monday. Officially the most miserable day of the year. I was supposed to feel weary and weighed down with worry. How do I know this? Because that’s what I read online. In the news.