I’m planning to draw one of Renoir’s dances every decade. Continue reading →

Mr Gooden was terrifying and a tyrant and he altered the course of my life more than anyone else. Continue reading →

Hearing the reports and interviews about the San Francisco plane crash brought back a long lost memory. I had just turned 21 when I joined the nuclear submarine HMS Revenge. I was one of two petty officers responsible for all … Continue reading →

Sitting in those pews transports me back through my memories and even further back into the memories of so many centuries past. Continue reading →

Inside every old person is a young person who doesn’t really understand that he’s old now. Continue reading →

When I was 20, my girlfriend’s brother bought me Bleak House for my birthday saying “I love buying books for people who will get pleasure from them.” I’ve flirted with Bleak House more times than I can remember but there is always … Continue reading →

Python. It’s not quite Ruby. Continue reading →

Anyone who has ever joined a startup knows the feeling of pregnant possibility and the quickening as the ideas swell and kick the new company into life. Continue reading →

My story pops back into my memory sometimes in those twilight moments between waking and sleeping. Continue reading →

#occupygooglereader is a cry of from the heart of Reader readers everywhere who quietly enjoyed the trickle of articles shared by friends real and virtual on Google’s wonderful RSS Reader. It was a a small feature and I bet no … Continue reading →