SmartPhone DeadBrain

It’s 3:17 pm on a cold Friday in England. As I approach the school hundreds of children dressed in black flood out from the old school gates supported by the two huge old stone pillars. It looks like a mass of ants on the march as they all move in on mass in one direction…

The Intuative Year

This will be my last Monday in Tbilisi for a while. Almost five months to the day we arrived here. Almost five months to the day we go home as three with our new baby installed and downloading! A lot of you asked how can I stay over here for five months? The answer is…

Reconciliation

Is always reconciliation possible? My father’s father left home when my own father was a baby. Never once in almost 20-years did he see tor have any contact with his father. One day in a working man’s pub in Edinburgh a man that knew my father shouted for him to come over. The man was…