Well. Here we are. What an extraordinary time we find ourselves in. I've wanted to blog about so many fascinating facets of what's been going on as a result of the coronavirus - with me, with my loved ones, with the world around me - but I wasn't sure I was going to be adding
A few years ago, while rummaging through old boxes at my parents' house in Sydney, I discovered a list of my childhood dreams. I must have been 14 or 15 when I wrote it. It was written on a piece of paper, wedged in an old journal. Reading it whisked me back to my youth,
This is a slightly awkward piece to write, because it is about sex (sorry, mum). But I'm not a sex columnist, I usually write about my travels and starting tech businesses. But it strikes me that there are some really interesting things about how men and women engage in sex together that has some useful
Today is the one year anniversary of announcing I was leaving (and actually leaving) Skimlinks. As I write this, I am sitting at my computer in a beautiful old chateau in Avallon, with a cute puppy on my lap, while on my second hour of a phone call to Vodafone, trying to get my phone
It is very hard to shake off the reputation I have of being unlucky, when one hour after buying a new car, a truck crashes into you. Yes. Sigh. I was all giddy with excitement on Thursday when I caught the train to the dealership in Fareham from where I bought my car. Why would
When I chose to step down from being Skimlinks' CEO 11 months ago, one of my (many) goals was to launch a personal website that would achieve a few things: re-publish the "Birth of a Startup" blog I wrote over 11 years ago when I was first starting Skimlinks in my bedroom in Sydney be
This post was written in my journal, while sitting on a bench overlooking the Pacific, during a week-long workshop on Offering to the Divine at Esalen (I wrote about the overall experience here). This rumination on the sea is quite beautiful, and probably the only piece of writing I'll share publicly from that week. I've
My favourite saying at the moment is this: "I can either work myself to the bone, and not get everything done that I need to; or I can NOT work myself to the bone, and STILL not get everything done that I need to…. so there is little point in killing myself in the process."
One of the reasons I knew many years ago that I had to become an entrepreneur, was that I wanted the ability to dictate the terms of my life. I hated HAVING to be at work at 9am, and feeling guilty and stressed if I was running late. I hated having people silently judge me
A little while ago, I was sent a tantalising email. Two of my friends in London had challenged themselves to list their top 10 favourite books of all time. Once they had responded to each other, in their thirst for discovery, they emailed me in Sydney to ask my opinion. I reveled in responding. I
