The adage in social networks that Facebook is look at me while Twitter is look at that and LinkedIn is look at my CV may soon be challenged by the next level of social media.

Look locally and posted by an anonymous user is trending at a time that traditional...

I am writing this piece, like many writers before me, in a cafe. I've found a good space, I can watch people from an anonymous vantage point and the coffee is good. In the old days I would be smoking a cigarette as well, but times move on.

Unfortunately, I'm...

Less than an hour's taxi drive through the clogged traffic from Red Square something big is happening in Moscow. Bulldozers, architects, city-planners, academics, start-ups, entrepreneurs and some of the world's biggest companies are part of the Skolkovo Park, a business park that some believe to be the biggest R&D project...

Whether it's less than ten seconds of sprinting, almost two hours of triathlon or two days of horse-riding, winning an Olympics medal takes dedication and discipline.

Training in all weathers, relentless driving by trainers who know exactly what it takes to succeed, watching their mates all going out and getting...

Shortly after the birth of my son nine years ago my house was burgled. Whether it was New-Baby-Fatigue or something else, a window was probably left open and I awoke to my wife's lamentations and a defiled house.

They didn't get away with much. They missed a Mont Blanc pen...

Those with a love of football and of a certain age will remember the 1970 Esso World Cup Collection. These were coins of the England 1970 World Cup squad that were given away whenever a driver bought more than four gallons of petrol.

As a nine-year-old kid and raised on...

The early morning mist was moving around my feet and eyes as I crossed the bridge to Sweden's Karlskrona military prison. It was difficult to see anything and I kept thinking of that horror movie by Martin Scorcese, Shutter Island.

Rather like Leonardo DiCaprio in that film, I was nervous...

A man always know where he is in London, the best city in the world. In younger days he lived anywhere, he flitted across the city like an urban nomad. Continually skint, sometimes living North, sometimes down South, usually East... and if he really made it, across to the gilded...

The dust has settled, the iPad candles have tapered out and a-man-who-employed-more-creative-people-to-put-his-ideas-into-action has gone away; away to a most uncertain fate.

Yes, Steve Jobs is dead. He once called death a great invention. Hopefully he is still of that view, but none of us know. I...