Notes on Notes

It is 9pm or so on a warm evening in mid-Spring. My mother, fiancé and I are about to sit down to a late dinner when we hear an...

In July 2016 I approached Peter Reynolds, asking whether he would mind an informal to-and-fro by email. The subject was (at least to...

Today, the shortest day of 2016, felt like a good enough excuse[1] to throw together a list of ‘happy pieces’: Berocca for the cochlea,...

Sometimes small things are the most transformative: a pinch of salt in a glass of chocolate milk; the toothpick in the corner of a...