AT HOME ON A HILL

For me life has been a moving experience. Six different schools in four different countries before I reached my teens pretty much set the tone. However, if pressed I’d say that ‘home’ for our family was Howick, Auckland, New Zealand.This once sleepy...

GET UP AND DANCE

‘Dance like no one is watching.’ Easy to say but hard to do if, like me, you’re the kind that gives Dad Dancing a bad name. I blame years of confinement to an all boys boarding school for rendering me inept in any interaction with the fairer sex especially dancing. I...

MY LIFE IS JUST AN X FILE

I know you’ll find this hard to believe but sometimes I get grumpy. To be fair, I think that it’s impatience more than grouchiness. And often this impatience is directed at myself. I decide I’m boring. Uninspiring. Stuck in a rut. Consequently, to borrow an...

DO YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN?

  The song I’m putting up this week has the capacity to offend those who don’t understand the words. However, I’m not going to rationalise my intent. I’ll simply post the lyrics for you to ponder. I sincerely hope you hear what I’m saying and that it resonates...

HUMAN NATURE

When I was eleven years old and living in Kuala Lumpur, the War of the Running Dogs was being fought in Malaya. Also euphemistically referred to as ‘The Emergency’ it was a war between Malayan Communist Party guerrillas hiding in the jungle and the...