I’m of a certain age that a particular cohort of Kiwi artists takes me back to days of warm summers, marginally street-safe old vehicles and Lion Brown out of 750 millilitre glass bottles. One of those artists is Jenny…

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I am decidedly middle-aged. Despite the fact that I run 100 kilometres or so a week, and can still knock out a half-marathon in under 90 minutes, the reality of chronology is that, unless big pharma comes up with…

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Regular readers will have worked out that I have a tendency to take a negative slant on any issue. I am not consciously oppositional, but it seems that this is my regular modus operandi, something I am aware of…

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The other day I was chatting with a friend of mine who has had some truly momentous personal changes in the last couple of months. Said individual is a wise soul, who could well be expected to be wallowing…

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Most days, I spend at least two hours in my car, and the obvious question that nags away at me is how I’m meant to appease my guilt about my impact on the climate while sitting in traffic, watching…

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It’s the start of a new year, which is traditionally a good time to reflect upon what we do by looking backwards, cogitating on what we’d like to achieve in the year ahead and drawing some kind of pathway…

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The other day I was scrolling through LinkedIn and came across a post that caught my attention. Someone was making the familiar point that they were incredibly busy. That is hardly unusual in itself, but what struck me was…

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I found myself bleary-eyed, wandering through the enormous halls of yet another Las Vegas conference centre, the kind of place where jet lag and over-enthusiastic air conditioning make you question your life choices. It was AWS re:Invent, which always…

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I’ve always had a slightly odd relationship with sharp things. Years ago, when I was a kitchen hand in a Middle Eastern restaurant, I spent far too much time obsessively honing the tiny blade on my Swiss Army knife.…

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No matter how far I roam, no matter where I am in the world, something always draws me back to Aotearoa. There’s something about landing at Auckland Airport after crossing oceans, and just as the plane descends, Loyal by…

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