A year in people #96 – Jen

Every workplace has a Jen. That person who makes sure the place runs smoothly. Organises stuff, knows where everything is, deals with visitors and parcels and stationery and snacks. They know how everything works and what needs to be done when. They look after everyone. They deal with the things that most people working there... Continue Reading →

A year in people #93 – Tanya

When I was little, Christmas dinner was always at our house. My Mum, who's not really a lover of cooking, always ended up catering for the masses because we had the biggest house. I'm pretty sure she counted down the years when one day, it might be her turn to go somewhere else. My brother... Continue Reading →

A year in people #92 – Coops

December 2016. On the Saturday before Christmas, I'd arranged to meet James at the pub for a couple of afternoon beers before I headed to a carol thing in the park. He was going to be there with his mate Coops, who I'd met briefly once before. I remembered Coops as this fabulously funny, all-round... Continue Reading →

A year in people #91 – Rich C

Me and Rich used to work together in Lincoln, although not that closely. Our interactions would be mainly light chit chat and a few laughs when I'd head over to the 'other side' (we had two offices, one on either side of the building) to mill about and catch up with people. So I didn't... Continue Reading →

A year in people #90 – Mum

"Do you fancy a day out Mum? Just the two of us? Let's go do something." She looked suspicious; it wasn't something we often did. "Maybe a walk around Clumber Park?" I picked her up in the car, and as I drove I chattered away about nothing but I had a knot in my stomach.... Continue Reading →

A year in people #88 – the aura reader

It was hot, dusty and noisy. Tuks tuks motored past, children ran past me laughing, animals wandered freely and horns blared constantly. I was in Delhi, browsing a stall selling scarves on one of the main streets looking like something straight out of Eay, Pray, Love. Baggy trousers, tanned skin, wrist full of cotton bracelets... Continue Reading →

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