my brain hurts

In a parallel universe, I have been reading about spaghetti maps, swimlane diagrams, rich pictures, mind mapping, and an astonishing number of acronyms. CATWOE, anyone? PESTLE analysis, MoSCoW, MOST? Welcome to the world of business analysis, where your Boston box contains both a Wild Cat and a Cash Cow, your fishbone diagram could be labelled …

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The True Deceiver

Recently finished reading Tove Jansson's The True Deceiver. A cool, mysterious, deceptive (appropriately) novel. The writing is beautiful in an unflashy way - an almost glacial surface (hard not to reach for those Nordic metaphors), troubling undercurrents, piquant details. I was captivated by the sense of place, the winter which never seems to end, the …

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sparrow grass

This week's food highlight: English asparagus, from my local greengrocer's, lightly roasted in olive oil, accompanied by boiled baby Charlotte potatoes. I've decided this is about the best way to cook asparagus. Roasting those tantalising spears intensifies their flavour, while they retain a bit of bite. Then there's the auxiliary pleasures of drizzling some of …

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not much chop

Late Friday afternoon we finally made it along to the Hayward Gallery on the Southbank to see British Art Show 7, subtitled rather meaninglessly, as far as I could make out anyway, 'In the Days of the Comet'. Billed as "the most ambitious and influential exhibition of contemporary British art", the experience, for me, was …

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