I’ve always wondered what it’s like to be a lefty. Do people treat you differently? Have you got a more optimistic outlook on the world? Is the welfare state a necessity? These are all questions a leftist may or may not know the answers to. But are there any key differences between the ordinary, run-of-the-mill righty and the mythical, scarcely found left-handed person? Research suggests that only 10-12% of the world’s population is left-handed. As a result, there are many

After two and a half years, my time at Fathom Consulting has come to an end, and I could not think of a better way of wrapping up my journey here than by summarising what has undoubtedly been a great career experience. So, put your seatbelts on, because you are in for an interesting ride! I started working for Fathom Consulting in October 2022, first remotely from Spain for some time, due to Visa issues — thanks, Brexit — before

I had a few friends over for dinner last Saturday, with them all kindly taking the time to travel down to my home in Guildford, from London. It was a nice evening, we had a good chat, and enjoyed some food and wine. It was only when I was clearing up at the end of the night that I realised I was left with more wine than I started the night with! And, that got me wondering, had I turned

Ski trip season is upon us, and a recent conversation with a person in the fashion industry, whose main customer base is in the Alps, left me puzzled. They said that for customers to consider purchasing their clothes, they had to increase their prices. However, the rule of demand, one of the basic principles of economic theory, states that the demand for a good decreases as its price increases. I discussed this with some colleagues during lunch one day, where

“No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man’s and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water.” H.G. Wells, War of the Worlds (1898) Whenever

I had some holiday days to use up recently and wanted to plan a little trip to get out of London. Needing a visa to go to most European countries, I decided that somewhere within the UK would work best. Edinburgh stood out, a beautiful city, far away enough from London to make me feel like I’ve actually gone somewhere, while still being within the borders of the UK. When deciding how to get there, I was quite certain that

In between Christmas and New Year, when my thoughts turn to future holidays, I like to open a weather app and marvel at the fact that the temperature is warmer where I live in London than it is on my favourite surfing beach in Devon. It seems wrong that the West Country, imaginatively linked in my mind with sunshine and warmth, should be colder than grey, windy, rainy London — but it is; and not just in winter, but all

I am writing this in an airport lounge on my return from the second summit of the American Society for AI (ASFAI) that I have had the pleasure to attend: this one in Sonoma, California. The lounge experience on the return leg of an international journey always induces in me an odd frame of mind, unique to this environment. I feel an emotional release alongside a sense of tranquillity and reflection. Perhaps it’s a time when feelings that I’ve repressed

Everyone loves a surprise, right? Be that in the form of a rare win at the bookies, an unexpected Christmas present, a surprise party or even just a chance encounter with an old acquaintance. There are occasions, however, when surprises are bad. Do I want my car to break down? No. Do I want it to rain when I’ve left my umbrella at home? No. Do I want my forecasts to be wrong? No… As George Box once famously quipped,

Not that long ago, as I was doomscrolling through X (or Twitter as some still call it), I came across a post claiming that driving was ‘heavily subsidised’ to the tune of £1400–£3000 per driver per year. Wait? What? That’s huge! Can those numbers be correct? I decided to investigate… I started in the most obvious place — Google (other search providers are available). The brief summary at the top of the search results (thanks be to AI) said: “Yes,