1. You’re not Mr. Purple. Some guy on some other job is Mr. Purple. You’re Mr. Pink

   In 1992, Quentin Tarant­ino released the film Reser­voir Dogs. It was a film that was to gross over $147,000 in its first week alone in the US and went on to become the defin­ing film — not only of Tarantino’s career to date — but to a new gen­er­a­tion of cinema and movie goers alike. What people often don’t know about Reser­voir Dogs is that, as a stand alone piece of cinema, it is far from being a totally ori­ginal piece of nar­rat­ive. The plot is more or less…

2. Today I turned ten thousand, five hundred and ninety two days old

   So today I turned 29 and I’d like to take a minute out to say thanks to every­one who has wished my happy birth­day via twit­ter, face­book, text or phone call. A lot of you I didn’t know a few years ago, and say what you like about social net­work­ing and attend­ing con­fer­ences, you can’t deny it’s pos­sible to make some really good friends via those mediums. I’d also like to say thank you to Chris for send­ing me a bottle of Kraken in the post,…

3. Don’t talk too loud I have a hangover, and possibly your bank details

   Take a moment to pic­ture the scene. We’re aboard a train, tra­vers­ing the Eng­lish coun­tryside between Birm­ing­ham and Bris­tol. It’s a glor­i­ous Sunday after­noon. I’m hun­gover. I have been sleep­ing on and off since Leeds, much to the annoy­ance of my trav­el­ing com­pan­ion Chris. About an hour prior to now, four young lads joined the car­riage. They’re polite and chat amongst each other for a half hour or so before run­ning out of energy and fall­ing asleep. From catch­ing bits of their con­ver­sa­tion I gather they’re Mar­ines,…