This week has been a blast. Flying off to SF, meeting the team and working hard during the day, then catching up with friends in the evening was great fun, but sadly, it has come at a cost. I fell into bed last night at 3AM after a slightly delayed flight, and woke up feeling…

I’m on the flight back from SF after spending three days there for work. It was nothing short of terrific. Sam Fran gets a bad rap. People talk about it as a progressive hell hole, a drug and depravity filled disaster zone, or (and this is my favourite term) “”West Coast Gotham”. There is no…

I’m on the flight back from SF after spending three days there for work. It was nothing short of terrific. Sam Fran gets a bad rap. People talk about it as a progressive hell hole, a drug and depravity filled disaster zone, or (and this is my favourite term) “”West Coast Gotham”. There is no…

Yesterday I wrote about the tough circumstances that my grandfather endured during the early stages of his life. Today, I would like to write about what came next. Arriving back to the UK at 21, Bob was what you would call a catch. His time in Malaya might have been brutal, but thanks to the…

Today was the funeral of my Grandfather, Arthur Taylor, although he was known primarily as Bob. He lived in an extraordinary life, despite in many ways being a very typical person. Across 92 years, he lived through such an interesting period of history, and had some stories to share about what he saw, experienced, and…

I ran the Denver Half Marathon today, after completing a rather haphazard training regime. I had only done one or two runs over 7ks, plus a bunch of 5km runs, so I was worried I was going to be put through the wringer. You’ll be glad to know that it actually worked out rather well….