Dear Reader I flew to Chicago last week. Well, I say ‘I’ although really I should have written ‘we’ as Her Kateness was with me. Day One: Arrive Chicago. Although it was ‘Chicago’ in the sense that Milton Keynes is London. A long way out. A lot of nothing but flat land and traffic between our Sheraton Hotel… [ MORE… ]
From time to time I like to pimp my colleague Neil’s (known affectionately as the business poet) most excellent creative writing workshops. This time, I thought I’d leave the pimping to some feedback forms from an overseas client of ours who just completed one of his sessions. A few choice comments then: “Thank you! Would like to see… [ MORE… ]
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It was a vision in neon. As my taxi sped along Weymouth’s faded Georgian esplanade, one guesthouse stood out against the twee B&Bs. Its sign read A Knight’s Rest, For a Noble Sleep, the words flashing from pink to blue like a lonely fairground attraction. Above that, an illuminated (and apparently inebriated) knight on horseback reared up robotically.… [ MORE… ]
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