It has happened before with badminton, table tennis and now chess. In my youth I played all three sports to a very high level. By this, I mean I thought I was very good. It seems the delusions that have shaped my adult career were… Read More »Check mate…
An exciting start to my year and a need perhaps to recalibrate my career, my accomplishments and my place in the world. Because it turns out that I am in fact, a legend. Who knew? Not me and it seems not my son either when… Read More »I am legend…
Which of us doesn’t wish to be regarded as cool? To be considered chic and hip. From our school days onwards, we are aware of social hierarchies and where we sit. Being cool is mostly associated with being young and might explain why people are… Read More »Beating Lockdown/Jan blues…
With three Holland boys away, our house has never been bigger and I suppose this is a good thing. People often cite space as a life goal. There are other upsides too… like chargers being more available. Less likely to go missing for one reason… Read More »Home alone, (almost)
Given 2020 to date… …with all my work cancelling, being confined to the house for extended periods and with little to do (no gigs) – plus three of our boys have flown our nest, leaving just three people in-residence plus our beloved and ever… Read More »Where is Dr King
This is not an easy post to write. I feel a need to write with some haste but with great care also because the tone needs to be correct: arresting yet affirming but not mawkish. An important post; I make no apology that it is… Read More »Come on people, let’s do this…
A post this week inspired by an email I received from someone I have never met… I am a nostalgic type and becoming ever more so, which I suspect is quite normal and just a factor of age. I have great affection for my… Read More »Memories…
I begin with an exchange I had this morning walking my dog, to demonstrate the importance of language and to frame the subject of this blog. Tess (my dog) and I are in the park. It is baking hot and neither of us are very… Read More »Doctor Dominic Holland, no less…
All those years ago when I first presented my young boys with a half a grapefruit each for breakfast, I had no idea where it might lead. They were rejected of course, the grapefruits, I mean. Tom, Sam and Harry basically downed spoons. Too bitter.… Read More »Half a grapefruit anyone?
March 5th is a date I hanker back to – a time when life was more normal. I was flying to Dubai for a quick set of club gigs and I had a very busy remaining March to return to with a series of dinners… Read More »The challenges of being a riter…