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September, my favourite month. That’s not just because it’s my birthday month bringing back fond memories of youth, parties and presents. It’s mainly, and probably more importantly, because I have no expectations of what the month should be. I have a memory of August as a slightly miserable time. The happy expectation and excitement of…

Are you a team player. Do you enjoy working as part of a group? Perhaps you like leading a group. Or perhaps you tick the “non-of-the above” box. There’s no “I” in team and that’s just how you like it. A solo “I” is the one and only spot for you. If you’re the latter,…

Well, here we are. Who’d have thought it? Certainly not the doom-mongers who are always talking us down. Nor me, I’m used to having very few expectations of them. And yet England has gone and done it. England beat Mexico in its own stadium where the team are never beaten. England won despite excessive heat,…

My friends and I are going through one of those difficult periods. We’re ageing. We’ve aged before, but there’s been something quite cool about it. Childhood, teenage years and then into adulthood. Growing up, leaving home and going out into the big wide world, finding work, marrying, having children – or not – etc. etc….

A GP doctor friend who had a weekly column for a women’s magazine told me how influential his column turned out to be with patients. “Whatever I write about and however obscure,” he told me, “The number of patients who come in the next week believing they have that same condition is far higher than…

I’ve been dealing with a lot of anger recently. Not just my own, but clients too. Then there are my friends, who seem to be falling into all sorts of fights, for reasons about which they have no idea. And, as for the wider population of the UK capital’s population, well, it’s hard to know…

I had a client once who was particularly proud of her determination. She was someone who kept on going come what may. You know the old saying: “If you want something done, ask a busy person”? Well, that was her. She was reliable, contentious and you knew she’d deliver miracles if you only had the…

I’ve recently been urged to read a book telling the story of a mother and her two daughters. The secret the mother has been keeping is revealed to the daughters at the bedside of the dying husband and father. At least that’s what I understand from the publicity “blurb” and what my friend tells me….