Latest Blog Posts - Journeys Into The Night
- Teaching them youngMost of us don’t change our minds about anything important after the age of 20. We get set in our ways early. One of the earliest mindsets to form is about religion. Kids baptised in the Church of England and sent to a CofE church when theyR...
- The post-match reportSome friends of mine and I have a game we play any time we all go to a party together. We don’t really have a name for it – it definitely needs one – but we pattern it after the television coverage of a major sporting event. A big football matc...
- TransitionTomorrow I turn 40. There… I’ve said it! For months, it’s been there, creeping up on me, peeking out from behind the corners of my consciousness, shimmering silver from beneath the receding black, etching a bit deeper into the smile lines. On t...
- The eternity of Joe AlvarezWhen I played football as a child, there was this guy on the team named Joe Alvarez. You could go to every practice, read all the names on the team-sheet and play countless matches together, and of all the kids there, Joe was the one you’d notice t...
- Battle of the sexeson Nov 18, 2012 in Friends Life London Sex & Relationships battle of the sexes Mad Men men Meryl Streep relationships sex sexism womenI’m on the job hunt these days, and a friend of mine just quit the one she’s had for two years. This piqued my interest because hers was the sort of role that I always found interesting and even coveted. But she insists that I’d be a fool to go...
- Remembranceon Nov 11, 2012 in Life Poetry armistice november 11 poppies poppy Remembrance Day World War I World War IIIf I die Do not cry Remember me as I am Remember me as a friend Remember me without tears Remember this one thing: That I haven’t really gone away My mind always ran free It’s just time for my feet To catch up with me! ...
- The StreetsIt was a beautiful day in London on Tuesday, one of those days that reminds you why you’re here, one of those days when you feel like you’re a part of something bigger, something important. Apart from New York, no other city can make me f...
- Walking contradictionI shoved a guy the other day. It wasn’t a push. It was a good, old-fashioned, solid shove, a violent explosion, inner rage pouring out that I didn’t even know was there. It was like putting an empty coffee mug in a microwave and watching in shock...
- How To WriteRecently, I’ve been asked by a few people what advice I would give someone who wants to be a writer. They assume because I have a blog and once, as a full-time journalist, I wrote for a living, that I ought to be able to tell others how to do it. I...
- Higher, faster, stronger…London made me proud last weekend. The Opening Ceremony of the XXX Olympiad was a brilliant celebration of British history, culture and diversity. The passing of the torch and design of the flame were inspired moments. For me, there is always somethi...
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