Years ago, when Square Eyes was but a twinkle in my eye, I had a job interview with Stephen Poliakoff. It was for some sort of research assistant position, and the opportunity arose in a roundabout way through the company I was working for. Read More…

In the 1980s, I used to have a piano lesson every Tuesday. I hated them – we’d drive to a dingy area of Dronfield where my teacher would make me play dreary hymns in her cold front room, and tut because I hadn’t practised. Afterwards my dad would take me to McDonald’s – jam after the pill – and then we’d go home to watch Bewitched, which was not jam but nectar. Read More…

Lupin is super-cool, like Ocean’s Eleven, but with added je ne sais quoi. Read More…

Twenty years ago, I was sitting in the Pleasance Courtyard, during the Edinburgh festival, wedged between my mates at one of the pub tables, shouting at each other to be heard. Can you imagine that? Read More…