I wonder as I wander
How did this sprightly nana get so excited about breeding crickets for sale?
Where did this rugby player learn how to knit beanies for prem babies?
What turned this artist into a multi-millionaire tech entrepreneur?
Why does this business owner get tears in his eyes when he talks about water filters?
Who knew this woman's holiday to NZ would end up with her running an immigration consultancy here?
Why widgets? Just why?!
You can't be a good writer without an innate curiosity about the world around you and what makes people tick. I love the way my work allows me insights into other people's inner workings.
Things I love. And don't.
Things I love.And don't love.
I adore my magical 5 a.m. starts to the day, creating things, laughing, reading and musing on life.
I'm nuts for all things miniature.
I love people with a sense of humour.
Despite my pathological fear of snakes, I once allowed an enormous albino python to be draped around my neck with an expression on its face that could only be described as 'keen'. Even now, I shudder, remembering its body's heinous, muscular feeling on my skin. What was that about? I wonder to this day.
My favourite ice cream is stracciatella.
Mussels make me sick. So do hateful people.
Above all, I love my beautiful friends and family.
Never a dull moment
My career has put me into some mighty colourful situations. I've:
run a strategy meeting in a boat perched on top of a skyscraper in Singapore;
been to the world's penultimate video game developers' conference and out-geeked myself;
pitched to Disney, Netflix, the BBC etc.;
interviewed women in Edinburgh about tampons (never laughed so hard in my life);
travelled backwards at speed down a steep street in San Francisco when the cable car's brakes failed (wasn't laughing then);
explored the jungle in Indonesia, appraising it for filming a TV series;
had my passport buried in a garden by kids in Germany and confiscated by police in Hungary.
What's next, I wonder...