Ferris Bueller's Day Off (& memories)

Today is the 30th year anniversary of the release of the film, Ferris Bueller's Day Off. I wouldn't have realised without seeing a plethora of tweets from @grodeau and many others on Twitter. It's one of those films, where the title, is wonderfully descriptive. It is literally about Ferris Bueller's...

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Complex simplicity

Our memories love stories. A narrative finds a place in our thoughts far more easily than some abstract fact. I can remember numerous stories from my university days. However, I might struggle to recall a precise mathematical proof I learnt in a lecture. Indeed, I was recently thinking about the...

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Celebrating 1000 days of independence

Time is wonderfully eclectic. The present sprints on, a fleeting flash, the past clings on in memory, the future, that world of the unknown, waits to be fashioned by the sweeping hands of chance, a realm where perhaps fortune or disaster beckons. Repeatedly, the past transcends into present, reminding...

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​Teaching others & also learn yourself

​ The premise of this article might seem odd. The primary objective of teaching is to teach others and to help them to learn. However, very often the process of teaching itself can also help the teacher to learn. Precisely how, is something I shall elaborate on during the rest of this article! I...

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When I (nearly) met Warren Buffett

"Welcome to Omaha", reads the small sign in the airport which greets you when you land there. Walking through the cobbled streets of the Old Market district, it is hard not to conjecture up images of the saloons of the old west. Shops sell cowboy hats and cow skins. Nebraska steak is the food of...

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The skill of New York

Buildings race with one another, aiming to touch the sky. Joggers throng the park, the feet tapping down one after the other. Spring blossoms, the park lives once more. Horns beep, the sounds crisscrossing the grid of streets. Food carts on street corners, with the smell of warm pretzels and kebab...

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Proof's in the data scientist pudding

I am defenseless in the face of those titans of confectionery, chocolate and cake: the sweetness of sugar, the butteriness of butter, the milkiness of milk (I was attempting to choose words to make you, the reader, as hungry as possible). The cause I presume, is my sweet tooth. I realise that...

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