Monthly Archives: November 2016

High Level Problem Solving in Pall Mall

Posted on November 30, 2016 by Liz Barron

” Be there early” said my friend, a most important member of the very important committee. “the room will be packed to the rafters but meet me at 5pm and I’ll find you a seat.” The lecture was to be … Continue reading →

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You’ll probably hate this, but…

Posted on November 25, 2016 by Liz Barron

My Thanksgiving day lunch was a Veggie Christmas sandwich, eaten at my desk in London where the holiday is not celebrated. Bleak, with a side of bathos. Three thousand miles away, my friends and family tucked into turkey, mashed potato, mac … Continue reading →

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Two Fat Ladies Ride Again

Posted on November 14, 2016 by Liz Barron

“Wrap up warm” she said “and don’t forget stout shoes.” I grimaced. So far, it didn’t sound like my idea of a treat. Then she tried to lend me her boyfriend’s fleece, and tutted when she saw one of my … Continue reading →

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The Night We Shut The Place Down

Posted on November 5, 2016 by Liz Barron

The weathered wood sprite danced towards the door, shouting over a tweeded shoulder at someone unseen. “I’m away on now. Sure, I’ll see you through the week” If Richard Burton had been from Belfast, this is how he would have … Continue reading →

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