In which I ponder my fluctuating weight, the dangers of throw away fashion, my first visit to Metro Bank, and finding out I am a micro style influencer.
Sunday 19 May 2019
I foolishly began today by studying my Fitbit app and looking at my bodyweight. I started monitoring it on 26 November 2018 when I calculated that for a man of my age (57) and height/build (5ft 10”) I was 16 lbs overweight. The good news is that since that time, based on my weight this morning, I have lost 4 pounds. Continue reading “The Martini Diaries – Episode 1.”
Welcome to my blog, a growing and evolving collection of my thoughts, ideas, experiences and suggestions on the work and lifestyle of a CEO working in the not-for-profit sector.
From top left: With Molly (my dog); The Georgian Ambassador to the UK; Visiting the Chelsea Pensioners; With Dr Frank Thies, Aberdeen University; Dr Mark Downs CEO Royal Society of Biology; At JJ Fox Cigars in St James (Churchill’s Birthday celebration); Escaping at Escape-London having cracked the Di Vinci Code; Bury St Edmunds Christmas Market; With my Fabulous wife
Continue reading “About me”
A few years ago I made a conscious effort to slow down in life, to ‘enjoy the moment’, and part of that journey has been a rediscovery of classic items which by their definition encourages a more relaxed, and perhaps sedate, refined or even dignified, approach to life. My Filofax, my fountain pen, handwriting notes, not owning a car, enjoying lunch (again), are just a few examples. It was inevitable that I would eventually turn to the art of shaving. However, this recently happened quite by chance and in an unplanned manner.
Continue reading “Thomas Clipper – thank you for introducing me to the joy of traditional shaving”
Filofax is a unique element of ‘Englishness’, notwithstanding how incorrect that term may now be in our liberal post-Brexit world. I am not afraid to say I am proud to retain a open respect to my country’s origins and its history and traditions. Culture remains a very important element of our identity and I genuinely fear the implications of that loss of identity to the wider tolerance in our society.
Continue reading “The timeless appeal of Filofax”