Category Archives: Real Life

For the last twelve days we had visitors from Germany: two good friends from University and their lovely daughters. They left very early this morning to catch their ferry home in Harwich. Now that they are gone the house feels … Continue reading →

Today I helped a friend to improve his self assessment for his yearly performance review at work. Within minutes I turned an overly humble review into a confident presentation of himself with just the right amount of buzzwords. I guess … Continue reading →

One of the weird rituals of modern life is moving house: You put all your belongings into dozens of boxes and turn a comfortable home into a storehouse. You anxiously watch the removers loading the boxes on a lorry wondering … Continue reading →