Sometimes you need a ‘thing’ to reset your internal metronome. I call it a ‘thing’ because it can be different from one person to the next. It might be doing…
This week I received the PR equivalent of a horror film. The kind you know you shouldn’t watch, but grit your teeth and do so anyway to see who makes it out…
As each week rolls around, you can’t help but think things couldn’t get any more absurd. It’s almost at the point where you wonder if some form of alien life…
