“You have power over your mind, not outside events” – Marcus Aurelius Okay, maybe there is a little bit of a exaggeration here, but stoicism has changed the way I think forever, which in turn has changed the way I feel for good. About two years ago, I found myself in a really bad job,…
As a Plymothian, as a son, as a brother to two sister and as a human I think this topic is one that strikes deep into my morality. While working a shift at McDonalds in Plymouth, I witnessed twenty or more police cars bolting down the A38 into Plymouth city centre with their sirens blaring.…
In recent years there has been a lot of report on the current state of this generations over exposure to dopamine. Be it pornography, computer games, or social media, as a generation we are overdosing on dopamine, like junkies to the needle, we run to the nearest website to get our fix. This is a…
These past weeks haves been one filled with Christmas joy, large plates and plenty of strong booze to help warm the soul. I was lucky enough to make it down to my home town to celebrate with my loved ones, a privilege I am always thankful for. Yet, the grind never stopped. Yes I was…
Yesterday, a thousand people and I took part in The Langdale Christmas Pudding run. This was my third running event, prior to this I had completed two half marathons. A 10k like any other, The Langdale Christmas Pudding run meanders its way through the heart of the Lake District, and at its conclusion you win…
What was it like? It has been seven years, three months and ten days (I think) since I finished the pilgrimage. So remembering every aspect of the walk, or attempting to remember it without rose tinted glasses is difficult. I could easily sit here and tell you it was the best eighty one days of…

My relationship with my childhood friend Joe is one built on travel, “would you rather” debates and quoting the office, the English one, the good one. A common interest we never really discussed until our journey into university is our love for story telling and journalism. Although our late teenage years were filled with watching…

In 2016, I walked roughly 1100 miles from John O Groats to Lands End, Via North Ireland and Ireland, with nothing but a large backpack and an old iPod. Since its completion, it has been one of the key folded pages in my life so far. A defining moment that changed me in ways I…

Where to begin? Ever since I can remember, my life ambition has been to create, tell and live in vibrant and exciting stories. Which is, in some regard rather ironic as a dyslexic. Writing, reading and feeling stories has been a life long passion, one that I have been unable to itch. It is not…