Twenty-one years ago this month, in 1992, I hopped into the car of a friend to go to a university club Christmas party. I didn’t want to go. I didn’t drink at all and these parties usually became a raucous celebration of the end of classes culminating in unpredictable levels of inebriation and that just…
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On mumbling and monkeys: a challenge
There are friends that you happen upon in this marvellous Journey of Life whose initial impact belies their long-term significance. Friends who slip in through an open door, stay for tea, drift out again and then return from time to time, for another visit, to chat or simply to check in with a “hi, how…
Raising the Bar Strength & Conditioning 