A former manager contacted me the other day. That happens fairly frequently, and flatteringly enough, the communication is usually an offer to come and work with them in whichever company they've recently joined. This time, I wrote back explaining that as I was on maternity leave, I would not be available until next year. Quite... Continue Reading →
The anachronistic idiocy of weddings
I recently got engaged, and am very much looking forward to marrying the man I want to spend the rest of my life with. Thetrouble is that the wedding part seems to be fraught with a weight of other people's expectations; I have always thought that while the marriage is for the couple, the wedding... Continue Reading →
Monday morning after a holiday is never the best, and even worse in damp London fog. I walked into my first meeting of the day in Canary Wharf at 8 am, and the usual chit-chat ensued. Morning Freya. Lovely weather we're having. So, how was your holiday? Show us your left hand then!" It's a... Continue Reading →
The resting writer 