Yes that’s right folks. I love you all, and I know you love me. So I am committed to publishing even more great posts about Balak and about what a sabbatical does to your state of mindlessness. At no additional cost. Next week. Honest. In next week’s posts, expect even more information on how it […]

So here’s the deal. I’m back in London. I’ve picked up my bicycle from the underground car park, where it had been sitting for the last 6 months. I felt a bit like Michael Caine, picking up my sports car from storage after getting out of jail. Except he didn’t have flat tyres. Even worse

I’ve turned Radio 2. No-one is as surprised as I am. One afternoon, I took my car to the carwash. The next day I decided that I would actually wash and wax it myself as it gives a better shine. So I’m out on the drive, polishing my car. It would have been a Sunday