It’s feels like I have crawled over the Friday night finish line like the world’s worst marathon runner (which I probably am). Ever since this started happening. Too many countries, too many meetings, too many family visits and too many massive earthquakes. My partner’s aunt showed up by the way. The reason she was...
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One of the busiest weeks in the global media calendar is finally over… Unfortunately with a bang rather than a whimper. Maybe it was because I spent less than a day back in London in between Milan and heading to Barcelona… Maybe it was because everyone else in the team had been at least...
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This revelation came to me as I was -comme d’habitude- stuffing my fucking face. French is, without question, the most difficult European cuisine to get right in the home. Or so I thought. You see, my culinary invasion of Europe has been quite methodical. It was a project I set myself. It started in...
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Zoe would probably be very good at shoaling. She seems to have worked out what a ludicrous scam gym memberships really are. They’re sold at an obscenely high rate -especially in January- to people who somehow think shelling out every month for two years will miraculously drop them down three dress sizes. Yes, exercise...
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Awesome. Laid low so early in the season. It could be the cold, it could be the tube, it could be the new diet, it could be the recent travel… Whatevs. I’m sick. So why not use this opportunity to discuss some tips and tricks for those of us that are sorcerously inclined? A...
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Nothing like travel to make you think of home. Especially when you’re sitting in the Piazza della Signoria, drinking a beer as early evening turns to late evening and some kind of cover band starts belting out Simon and Garfunkel’s “Homeward Bound.” (Incidentally, a great song when you have been drinking in the sun...
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This one goes out to my PAW. The site is the archetypal Holy Ground for the West. Mount Zion. Where Solomon built his temple. Where the Knights Templar formed. Where the Dome of the Rock now stands. And just as the temple is archetypal Holy Ground, its builder can be considered an archetypal magician....
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When I get back, I will write the corollary post in which effective magic also means saying no a lot because good magic requires good management. Get back from where? Here. Torino. Turin. Italy’s fourth largest city. Home of shrouds and global sporting events. It takes a lot to get me excited about business...
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Here’s something I already knew. Some/most of my favourite historical personalities accomplished the things that make them my favourites whilst drunk. John Adams, for instance, liked to start each day with a couple of pints of cider. Even up until the 1820s, you wouldn’t be given water in London hospitals, you would be given...
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It’s an unavoidably frantic weekend. We have a new flatmate moving in and she will need help, borough orientation and then some undivided attention so that she doesn’t think she’s moved in with a bunch of avoidant personality freaks. However I still want to do something for Lammas because I think recognising harvests is...
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