Firstly, I have to say that I continue to have a fantastic time.  I had thought that by mid-September, I’d have perhaps had enough of hobo-ing around but on the contrary, I’m looking forward to carrying on – I see no sign of settling for a while now. The tweak I’d like to make is…

I just accidentally read an article in the Daily Mirror about George Osborne failing to pull off a funny at the GQ awards last night.  I was sitting in a cafe and it happened to be open next to me (that’s my excuse). My first question was “how could he be awarded Politician of the…

Do you understand what I’m doing at the moment?  I mean, beyond the material thing that I’ve given up my flat and am on the road living and working with people as required, being useful and moving on. No, neither do I. Except it seems to have something to do with living differently, with experiencing…

I wrote this sitting in an upstairs room in a pub in Bude, Cornwall.  I sat and reflected that I was watching a little part of the world slowly die.  I was at the Bude Jazz Festival which annually celebrates the music as it was being born just about a hundred years ago in and…

I’m really pleased that one of the few bits of “proper” work I’m doing in the next couple of weeks is to MC the Community Day for my friends at Learning Pool next Wednesday (14th).  I caught the tail end of a similar event last year and wished I’d been there for longer.  I’m very…

I wrote this while attending Uncivilisation a couple of weeks ago.  It became clear to me that uncivilisation is an ongoing process, rather than a state of being.  It’s a process of unlearning, removing complications and reversing out of evolutionary dead-ends.  It’s about unticking boxes.  It’s a process that I’ve been going through for about…

I’m in Bude, Cornwall and perhaps unlike much of the rest of the UK, it’s very much still summer here.  When I poked my head out of the tent this morning, all I could see was mist and the sort of cloud that quickly gets burned off to reveal a glorious sun-shiney day.  Hurrah! Pass…

I overheard the following side of a conversation on a train journey recently.  I’ve replaced the names with initials, though it’s highly unlikely that even with names intact the people in this situation would be directly recognisable.   Nonetheless, I can recognise the situation from my own experience and I imagine that anyone who’s spent…

Our public conversations are of one kind mostly.  We only know how to debate.  The peoplle who hold the levers of power are those who are well-skilled in presenting a case, presenting an incontrovertable argument.  They were the kids who succeeded in the debating society who learned to argue for or against something regardless of…