The Return of the Slow Reader

I used to read voraciously. From the age of twelve or so there was always a book on the go. Always a slow reader but consistent. Kept going. The reward of this was a wider perspective, making the world a…

The Amazing Reverse Teenager!

The other day, I stumbled across some photographs of myself taken in my teenage years. Think I was around sixteen, seventeen or so? These visual relics brought back some vivid memories of a time when the mind and body are…