Two Weeks In No. 10
Our new PM has had a holiday after two weeks in the job. Not ideal...
An occasional column on existence, technology, and minor misunderstandings.
Welcome. This is a text-only repository of observations, essays, and occasional dispatches on the modern condition.
Our new PM has had a holiday after two weeks in the job. Not ideal...
The battle for fitness in your sixites...
On the importance of a balanced perspective when life gets... you know... mad.
A reflection on the British obsession with declaring a national crisis every time the temperature rises above twenty-five degrees.
We have traded the slow, deliberate craft of conversation in favour of the rapid exchange of functional digital signals.
Why do we let glowing rectangles dictate the rhythm of our lives?
The Monday dread begins on Sunday, usually after lunch...
Napping is an underrated art form. Especially when combined with a bad night's sleep...