Car trouble

I’m not into cars. I know nothing about them – when people ask me what sort of car I’ve got I say, “erm, a red one” – and when they go wrong I’m completely scuppered. So imagine my delight when my brakes failed at the weekend...

Uzbek to the future

It’s been a frantic week since returning from a frantic week in Denmark and Germany. On Thursday I was honoured to be asked to open two new exhibitions at the National Maritime Museum in Greenwich. ‘Art and the Sea’ and ‘Your Ocean’ are...

Gooooooool!!!!

It’s been another busy couple of weeks of travelling, but having returned from Germany yesterday I’m back in Blighty for, ooh, the best part of a fortnight now. My first task is to wait in for an electrician, as I somehow managed to fuse all the lights in...

Hurling

As you may recall, I had a thoroughly splendid time in Uzbekistan a month or so ago. I brought home some terrific memories, some rather splendid souvenirs and, it seems, a rather virulent stomach upset. There really is no better way to spend a seven hour flight than...

I think I’m having an identity crisis. Well, OK, it’s not like I’m suddenly wearing military clothing and claiming to be the reincarnation of General Gordon of Khartoum or anything, but I realised today that when people ask me what I do for a living...