My day job, for the time being at least, is being in charge of all the surveys that go out to students at the Open University. Collecting and analysing data is my bread and butter, so when I had this idea for finding and sharing stories from the dark side of Milton Keynes, it was... Continue Reading →
Bradwell Windmill, Bradwell
I have a strange relationship with Easter. It always feels like it should be a more special, more significant moment in the calendar but it's really not for me. Most years, I just appreciate the long weekend off work and the chocolate but all too often it leaves me feeling restless, as though I'm missing... Continue Reading →