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Postcard from the Edge of an Institute

So imagine you are the founder of SAP and you turn 60. You have to have a party.. who would you invite and where would you have the party? The question of where is easily solved, just south west of … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a Baize

Well off to the Nevada desert for a few days of fun in sunny (but surprisingly chilly Las Vegas), where the green baize of the casino tables patiently waited. This was the first transatlantic flight since the new US security … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a Wat

Part 2 of 2 (chronologically screwed up, I admit) The launch point of our holiday was Bangkok. Bangkok was chosen as a place to ease in to Asia, experience software and DVDs at low, low prices and to visit some … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a Cacophony

Part 1 of 2 Upon entering Vietnam, most of the senses experience overload, not least of which is hearing, a veritable cacophony of sound assails you as you leave the airport. Taxi drivers, street sellers and hotel touts shout for … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a Custard

When auditions were posted for “The Clumsy Custard Horror Show” I knew after a long absence from the stage, it was inevitable I would be back to tread the boards. The play itself is a children’s show and not too … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a Palace

So my return to South Africa and to the Palace Hotel in Sun City, a member “The Leading Hotels of the World” chain and the only hotel where I have ever been robbed (I like to think of it as … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a White Line

Let’s face it there are two types of road – those that are big and coloured on a map and have white lines painted down the middle of them and then there are those little white roads on the map, … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of Happiness

So after travelling on smaller, more intimate planes, the return to commercial airlines was a bit of shock, especially in economy class sitting next to a 6’11” (2.12 m) tall professional basketball player from Berlin with size 56 shoes. However, … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of an Iceberg

So off to Helsinki – what could be nicer? A warm European spring in ‘Finland, Finland, Finland, the place I really want to be’ as the famed Monty Python song puts it. Reality is, however, somewhat harsher. In Finland spring … Continue reading

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Postcard from the Edge of a Bay

So, off to the West Coast for a bit of Californ-i-a hospitality and American culture. However, the first thing you are reminded of when arriving is the air-headedness of some locals. This starts in San Francisco airport, on the day … Continue reading

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