One of the great sources of happiness and comfort in my life also gives me one of my biggest fears. Singing. Or singing in public to be more precise. I can trace it all the way back to when I was about six or seven years old and I stood up at the school concert … Continue reading Singing in the face of fear
I took a temporary vow of silence recently. It was only for a day and it was for therapeutic reasons. My voice has been ravaged by all the nasty things that go on in your throat during a 'flu that’s lingered around for the past few weeks. The strangled squeaks that emerged from my head … Continue reading The day the singing died
I’m not sure when it started, but at some point I decided to ‘adopt’ my good friend’s family as what I call my Melbourne family. I told my girlfriend about my decision and we had a good laugh at the time about the fact that her family didn’t get a choice in it. I just … Continue reading We are family, please come to Mauritius with me
This blog was going to start with an anecdote about running… and in the next draft I wrote, it was going to start with something my Dad once said to me. Now it feels a bit self-indulgent, as I write about the struggles of writing. But if you stick with me, the wrestling I’ve done … Continue reading Why this blog has been hard to write
Standing at the start of the Edinburgh Half Marathon this morning, I was struck by what may be one of the profound questions of life. Can you run 21 kilometres (or 13.1 miles in local terms) in a rabbit suit? Not me, but as I was contemplating whether or not I could make the distance, … Continue reading A fresh perspective on the hare and the tortoise
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