Happy birthday to me

It is 1.28 a.m. on the morning of my birthday, and I have a very early plane to catch to Milan. “What the hell am I doing still awake?” you may wonder. The answer may not make sense, but it …

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Drivel of the week

When I wrote a column in Marketing magazine some years ago, I read something that struck me forcibly. It suggested that if you make your stuff controversial enough, your readers will write your column for you by agreeing, complaining or …

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I’m writing this in the clammy heat of Brooklyn, where my eldest son lives. I come here often to see him and my youngest daughter who lives in New Jersey. (Don’t panic – despite their astounding good looks I am …

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D’oh! idea of the week

“The others to some meaning make pretence;But Shadwell never deviatesinto sense” – Dryden This week, crouching heading and shoulders below all other contenders … epic in its stupidity, witless irrelevance and incomprehensibility … a textbook example of corporate idiocy and …

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Mea culpa! Mea culpa!

For those of you never cursed with having to learn Latin, that means “It’s my fault”. So … it’s my fault you never got the story about the stripper and me being stabbed. It’s my fault that I wrote most …

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This week’s load of old codswallop

I got out of the tube at Oxford Circus the other day to be greeted by a pretty young thing who handed me a bag. Here it is. Fittingly it was made from bio-degradable plastic, as it was one of …

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