I’ve decided that in future I’ll highlight the latest pages here, but having written a few months ago about my strange adolescence — why the wheels fell off a bright kid, what it took to get me on the road again, and why Heather and I headed off in rather unexpected directions in our twenties — I then found myself on a rather self-indulgent detour, which is only worth reading if you want to watch the wheels fall off in slow motion. I enjoyed writing it but that’s no excuse. ~ Ian