It’s Monday morning and I’m working at home, looking out at the valley, thinking that the year is coming to an end and I don’t know where it all went… At the same time it’…
With summer comes hope

It’s Monday morning and I’m working at home, looking out at the valley, thinking that the year is coming to an end and I don’t know where it all went… At the same time it’…
This little essay was conceived wandering in the Swiss countryside. I’m on sabbatical leave and my whole work and travel program has been disrupted by the measures taken…
Nine years ago when I started my doctoral studies not only was I in a fertile intellectual endeavour undertaking fieldwork, reading theory, stretching my brain and writing,…
Recently I found a website that offers fiction as therapy. You have a consultation of sorts and they send you away with a list of novels to read…
Following the US election result, many people are asking just how all the pollsters got it wrong. Not just wrong, but so very wrong in anticipating the victory…