My huge green parka tucked itself slightly underneath me as I slowly, exhaustedly perched myself on the edge of a step on Elmbank Street in Glasgow. The cold, soggy stone beneath me sent a welcomed chill up my claggy spine as I wiped a bead of sweat from my brow. I've never arrived late to anything looking suave and sophisticated....
The last couple weeks have been kinda crazy. In the last two weeks I've worked more than 100 hours. Sickening, eh! It was kinda my own fault, I signed myself up to two different weekend projects, one weekend after the other. Dafty! Always remember to check your calendar before you say yes! I am knackered! Though I must say, it...
Today I joined a call on diversity, inclusion and belonging as a facilitator for an awareness session on unconscious bias. This is a voluntary role I have taken on this year at my work and I very much enjoy doing it. So much so, that I logged in on my week off to join this call and to facilitate the session....
It's a warm day in late July last year. I'm perched awkwardly on the edge of a chair in Lauryn's back garden, sipping on a G&T while my skin starts to sizzle in the sunlight. We're at T-minus 7 hours until we are due to leave for London on an overnight sleeper train from Motherwell. This warm and snug, but...
What follows is a brief epilogue I wrote over the course of 2019 and published to Apple Music, along with the playlist "2019, stories from beaten tracks". The playlist, combined with the epilogue you are about to read, is a somewhat romanticised summary of my year in 2019. For me, it was such a whirlwind of a year with so...
Come on a journey with me for a moment. You are 15 years old. You are sat in your school library looking up university prospectus books hoping to stumble upon your dream job. You know that you like numbers, so you zero-in on finance and accounting.
It's 6.30 AM on Friday 13th March. My second alarm is already blaring and, as usual, I don't remember snoozing the first one. A routine that started as a happy accident is now a religious imperative, else I'd be late for work. The kind of late that forces you to decide between being late but having showered, or turning up...