When Social Media gets personal …
It was a dark and stormy night. Actually, it wasn’t. It was a cold, empty windswept Plymouth railway station platform just before midnight in October. Seated on a hard and[…]
It was a dark and stormy night. Actually, it wasn’t. It was a cold, empty windswept Plymouth railway station platform just before midnight in October. Seated on a hard and[…]
Simple questions are often the most difficult to answer. A week or two ago I was fortunate enough to work with an “outstanding” Agricultural FE College in Kent. Being a city lad[…]