(Polite) words fail me.
I've not written anything since March. Not sure anything I could have said from my privileged middle class middle aged male white vantage point. But f*ck me the world has gone crazy. What a legacy my generation is gifting to those that follow. Trump, Netanyahu, Putin, Farridge, Starmer - just stop it now. These are troubled and troubling
(Im)Moral Ambition – the flaccid grip of inadequate men.
I've been holding off writing a blog about life inside my head and the world of work for weeks now - stultified by an ongoing sense of anger about the state of the world, helplessness in the same maelstrom and slightly concerned that anything I did say could be perceived as impolite. Then I read
January 22, 2026
Well we are only three weeks in and what on earth is going on….. I’ve found myself 462 times already saying ‘make it make sense’. The ‘removal’ of presidents (not kidnappings you understand oh no not that), the intended take over of Greenland, a supposedly progressive government at home standing by as a group of
2026 – well that’s some start
Well we are only three weeks in and what on earth is going on
2025 end of year review
I would claim that the 'summer off' which seemed to extend into November has had a rejuvenating effect. The weight has dropped off - the teeth have whitened. Or as my wife says 'yuk - will you stop playing with AI'
It’s Trustee week – and AI me is still busy
Am still enjoying playing around with AI and creating images of what it thinks I look like. Unmistakably me - but not. Think I preferred the dashing young fella in the last blog
AI weirdness, drug related deaths, combatting racism and building community cohesion
Had a spring clean of the website - thanks as ever to the wonderful Vicky. Who also encouraged me to add some images to my blogs and further encouraged me to play around with Chat GPT. And this was the result - I asked it to get a suitable image of me developing a strategy,
In plain site – not even hiding these days
Summer is drawing to a close and what crazy times we seem to be living in. I watched Chris Mason of the BBC interview Ed Davey of the Lib-Dems at their party conference. Mason was clearly affronted that the BBC have been called out for giving Farridge and Reform an almost uncritical platform for much of
40 years – in the blink of an eye….
It was the summer of 1985 - I'd scraped some underwhelming A level results and managed to blag a place at Brighton Polytechnic. Didn't really have a plan - and spent the first year sleeping on a friends floor in Coldean wondering what on earth I'd let myself in for. Managed to get to
August storms, strolls and shenanigans
Right - plans to have the July and August off were rudely interrupted by a former colleague asking me to help out with a governance review of a charity they chair. Given that it fell into my work priority of category of 'people I like and projects that are interesting' - I couldn't say no.
