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He is a perpetual fountain of good sense; learned in all sciences; and therefore speaks properly on all subjects. Maybe I’m seeing this in too simplified a way, but what we appear to have coming out from government is an outbreak of the sensibles. I’ll give you a moment to …

It is health that is real wealth and not pieces of gold and silver. At the risk of releasing my inner Victor Meldrew, sometimes it does seem as though life has got needlessly complicated in many areas. I was accused of acting like a teenager yesterday (ironically by an eye-rolling …

A river is time in water; as it came, still so it flows, yet never is the same In June 2019, at the BMF Conference in Dubrovnik, I got up at stupid-o’clock to go for a swim in the Adriatic Sea, an attempt to clear my hangover. It worked. At …

Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no-where but in’s own house Maslow’s hierarchy of needs. Taught at the beginning of all A Level Psychology courses, and most management courses. Sets out the hierarchy upwards of basic human requirements: the physiological (food, shelter, sleep, …

It’s a free country, I told them. It isn’t if you can’t go and work somewhere else. I’m getting a real sense of deja-vu. 30+ years ago, I trekked into school to hole up in an office off the library where one of the few non-striking teachers ran a handful …

To lose one parent is unfortunate. To lose two seems like carelessness Why it is so hard for people in public service to just, you know, do their jobs. Properly. Thoroughly. With some idea of consequences, either for them or other people if they get it wrong. Is that so …

it provokes, and unprovokes; it provokes the desire but takes away the performance. We’ve all had it. That slightly sweaty feel at the base of your spine, the wobbly feeling in your abdomen as you wonder whether it’ll be as good as expected, whether it’ll last long enough, or once …

the result of a series of choices, the sum of state neglect and corporate wrongdoing across a variety of areas, the epicentre of myriad defects in our social fabric I’m reading a fantastic book at the moment. Honestly, it’s one of those books that has the reader gasping with every …

The return of what has been stolen from us. The childhood of our children, the peaceful old ages of our parents. The year is 2035. The venue is the Fig and Duck Pub in the market town of Middle Whingeing. Yes, they do still have a few pubs – we’re …

Water, water, every where, And all the boards did shrink; Water, water, every where, Nor any drop to drink. This is, I’m afraid, another rant. It’s a rant about infrastructure. Or rather, the lack of it, and the way what little there is seems to have completely broken down. Forgive …