I’m going to sound like a dog with a bone here (term courtesy of the latest Whitpress competition), but social media is not that difficult/scary/worrying/*insert another term here*. One of the most frequent enquiries that we deal with is from small businesses who are scared by social media. Whether they have been told that updating …
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The power of good content
When I was studying Politics at University, my first lecturer stood up and told us to look around. “Politics is everywhere”, he said, “From the smallest conversation between a parent and a child to international diplomacy. It is a beating heart that threads its way through humanity.” (Or words to that extent.) The same could …
The Revelation
I bumped into some old friends today. They were about to go for coffee and asked me to join. I couldn’t, I just clammed up, I couldn’t speak, I felt my skin crawling and a deep and overwhelming discomfort washing over me. I walked away, muttering something about work, dropped some bread into my partner’s …
Heaven or Hell?
Last Friday my dad’s best and oldest friend’s ashes were scattered around a remote railway in North Wales. Dad misses him very much and yesterday we had a chat about the situation. I felt terrible that I hadn’t found the time to drive him to Wales to say one final goodbye. Dad was circumspect. “It’s …
The art of being happy?
Last week I sat on the beach with some friends and their children. It was close to sunset, we were salty from the surf, the kids were running around naked and I had some annoying sand in my swimsuit; the kind of sand that no matter how much you try to find it, it evades you. …
Moth balls
The other week, after a particularly hard day teaching about the Industrial Revolution, I lay on my bed watching the moths flitting around on the ceiling. There were 15 in total. That’s quite a lot of moths. Hold on, that’s a hell of a lot of moths. Oh god, I have moths! Hauling myself off …
Sliding doors?
I remember watching Sliding Doors and thinking “Yes, it could work, but life is what you make it.” I was naïve. Up until that point I’d followed the tenets of life as it was required and expected. I’d bought a house, I’d been engaged. I’d found a steady profession which I thought would see me …