Things that my younger self would not quite believe about me now: 1. I have learnt a few things from actors.  NOT MANY – Christ, let’s be clear here, I’m still a techie!  I do not practice throwing invisible balls around a circle, and in a rehearsal room I don’t ‘offer’ my insights like a lotus blossom.  I plonk my ideas on the table with a 12V battery and a smoking hot soldering iron, and if it’s shit, that’s what it is.  Still a techie, guys.  However.  Before public speaking, perhaps a wee bit of warming up isn’t a totally…

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This is a post about Brexit. I didn’t mean to write it, honest. But I keep on having nightmares. Proper waking at 6 a.m. cold sweats. And because my brain is wired to write, I know sometimes that I’ll only get back to sleep if I do that. So here we are.  Sorry…. My night-terrors keep on spinning round the same old yarns, but it basically boils down to this: we appear to have lost the capacity for reason. Let’s break that down. The Office of Budget Responsibility, the government’s own department, thinks that we’re economically in for the toilet. …

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Hello everyone else who struggles with face blindness.  It’s not uncommon, but it is still embarassing.  I don’t have a particularly severe or remarkable form, but I am really crap at faces. On a short-term basis, if I meet someone at say, 4 p.m., and at 8 p.m. go looking for them in a crowded room, I’ll absolutely recognise them second I see them.  But if the search is troublesome, I won’t be able to physically describe them to a stranger.  The most I can ever manage is a vague sort of – “short” (most people are short to me),…

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