A cleaner wrasse is brave little fish that can be found picking off parasites from larger fish. Often from their mouths. And often from fish that would otherwise eat them. This is a good deal for both fish: the cleaner gets a meal and the bigger fish, or ‘client’, gets a clean. But why doesn’t the client just close its mouth (with the cleaner still inside) once the cleaning service is nearing its completion? This question that has puzzled evolutionary

No, this isn’t about Adele… No, really, it isn’t… If that’s what you want, stop reading — you’ll only be disappointed… Ok, well don’t say I didn’t warn you… This blog is all about Fathom, not Adele. I probably should’ve called it “Hello, it’s us” but the title got you this far, didn’t it? So, please, Go Easy On Me. The rest of this blog has little to do with economics but a lot to do with statistics and a

Within a month of its launch, Squid Game, a South Korean dystopian thriller, became the top-performing Netflix series to date. The show graphically explores the lengths to which desperate and debt-ridden people will go to escape the clutches of crippling personal debt. With ‘players’ invited to take part in a series of deadly children’s games, facing off against one another to become the sole winner of ₩45.6 billion (£28.9 million/$38.7 million) — a life-changing prize and experience for the last-man-standing.

Take your pick: memento mori (apparently whispered by a slave into the ears of triumphant Roman generals — remember you are mortal): sic transit gloria mundi (so passes the glory of the world, sonorously declared upon the coronation of a new pope); or the phrase quoted in the title of this TFiF, attributed by Wikipedia to ancient Persian scholars, and frequently intoned, usually accompanied with a sigh, by this author. Throughout our history, part of the wisdom of the human

Here is a science experiment you can do right now from the comfort of your home/office. Go find yourself a mirror, a small one held at arm's length will do fine. Look into the reflection of your left eye. Holding the rest of your head still, now glance at your right eye. Now left. Then right. Notice anything? Apart from the fact that you look great today (keep up the good work), there is something else. You will never be

When I was ten years old, my dream was to become an archaeologist. I grew out of it when I realised that mud, dust, and dirt are not my comfort zones. Though sad to realise that I would never discover the next hidden treasure myself, I found solace in learning about discoveries of ancient sites through the arguably more dirt-free platform of books, magazines, and documentaries. During a recent ‘hunt’ for the next intriguing read, I came across research studying

I’ve been called many names in my lifetime. As a child, my parents called me “Andrew”. At school, a bit more variation was introduced. Sometimes, I was “Andy”. Slightly shorter, made sense.  Occasionally, I was referred to as “Harris” (my surname) — there was another Andy/Andrew so it helped to avoid confusion. A few of my peers even referred to me as “Charlton” after the football team I support. Weird, but they’re a great team so I really should’ve been

Earlier this month, I arrived in Washington DC to set up Fathom’s US office. I finished high school in the city so it hasn’t been a huge culture shock. However, having lived in the UK for most of the past decade, there are some differences that have immediately caught my eye. Yes, the weather is better. (Hard to imagine the opposite?) And the food portions are bigger. But it’s more than just that. The Good Innovation: Americans are generally more

The Matrix movies popularised the idea that normality and reality may be subjective concepts that cannot be pinned down with any degree of accuracy across time or space. The perception of reality continually evolves based on our individual and collective experiences and sensory rationalisations. Eyes, in particular, hold a prominent role in this process just like sunglasses did in the movie. I must have been about the same age as my son (nine) when I had my own Matrix moment

Ever since I was a young child looking through my atlas, I’ve been fascinated by the different countries of the world, their capital cities, the size of their populations, and the different commodities they produce. I vaguely recollect the US population being around 220 million in those far-flung days, which gives readers a clue to my age! I am eternally grateful to my parents for taking me on foreign holidays which piqued my interest in other countries and cultures, although