I have no friends
I have no friends. So you know I don't like Facebook. Pretty regularly I rail against the behemoth. It's because I have no friends. I...
I have no friends. So you know I don't like Facebook. Pretty regularly I rail against the behemoth. It's because I have no friends. I...
As I came back to focusing on the room around me, my messy desk and computer to the right, the traffic crawling along outside and...
Thanks for stopping by my website and blog. My name is Alastair Johnston and I'm a forty something British bloke who writes about:- If any...
I studied photography at college. Way back then we learned about reciprocity failure, used 35mm, 120 and 5 x 4 film and were taught the...
photo: Kevin Jaako OK, the title should really be "How to be a lifestyle blogger without being a dick" because I am British and that's...
This is a response to Gwen Bell's recent FOR Kid-Free Living post. You might want to read it first and then come back here to...
Think about somebody you love. Somebody really close to you. Spouse, parent, child, friend. Picture them dead. Gone. Away. Feel the grief. Really feel it....
This post is probably a bad one. As you read it months or years into the future, you'll see just how amateurish it was. How...
I’m aware that some of the people who I want to remain in contact with, use Facebook as the de-facto method of keeping in touch....
The more I think about it, the more I realise that I actually don’t want a career. I never have. My job does not define...
I've recently been recruiting for a charity fundraising role. And it’s tiring. Having to wade through poorly executed applications. Now I know that filling in...
We don't beat the Grim Reaper by living longer, we beat the Reaper by living well and living fully, for the Reaper will come for...