Why We Binge Bad TV – And Stick with Corrupt Politics.

An exploration of sunk costs, stubborn loyalty, and the psychology of sticking with things long after they’ve stopped serving us. There’s a moment – usually around episode three – when I know. I instinctively grasp that the Netflix series I’ve committed my evening to is going nowhere. The plot is staggering around like a Notts … Read more

Barking Mad Britain: Politics, Social Media, and the Curse of Allostatic Overload.

I was a late entrant into the cyber world of social media. Like a reluctant guest at a party who ends up hogging the karaoke machine, once I was in, I was hooked. I became a cheerleader, pom poms aloft, shouting into the digital void. But let’s be clear: my online persona – save one … Read more

Confessions of a Former Fat Bloke: Why We Need to Talk About Mounjaro.

Is it just me, or have a few formerly rotund comrades undergone such jaw-dropping transformations that you half expect them to be cast in the next Marvel reboot? One minute they’re waddling toward the buffet like it’s an Olympic qualifier, the next they’re gliding past you in Lycra with the smug serenity of someone who’s … Read more

Just do it!

I’ve reached the season of life where 60th birthdays are no longer rare, and work reunions carry the silent weight of those who will never attend again. The next twenty years—if I’m fortunate—are my golden age. If I can sidestep the big C and keep my mind sharp, I know time will still gently erode … Read more

Turkish Delight: A Close Shave with Beauty.

Looking good at my age—especially since I took the radical step of shaving off all my hair—is no easy feat. The old clichés of having a face fit for radio and one only a mother could love remain painfully accurate descriptors of my public-facing façade. Being bald somewhat limits my ability to reinvent my appearance, … Read more

Places of worship: an agnostic love affair.

An agnostic walks into a church sounds like the commencement of a joke, yet the funny thing is this describes my not so guilty pleasure. I guess initially I was drawn to the architectural splendour of these symbols of faith as my rejection of the central tenet of religion remains steadfast. Yet, one day in … Read more