My Garmin tells me I'm really stressed at the moment. I didn't need a Garmin to know that. On Thursday, my entire working day is meetings, continuously, from 9 am to 5 pm. I guess maybe my secretary might take pity on me and bring me some food. Or maybe some meetings will get cancelled.... Continue Reading →
Yes, being old sucks
I read the news today, as indeed I do every day (usually without immediately thinking of Beatles lyrics). A very silly article caught my eye: a "study" by Anglia Ruskin university, about pop lyrics and ageing. It seems that old peoples' health is negatively affected by the fact that pop lyrics are overwhelmingly negative about... Continue Reading →
The resting writer 