A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing. Oscar Wilde

Eindhoven airport has undergone a much needed face-lift since my last visit. I am sitting admiring the new surroundings, waiting for my flight back to the UK and day-dreaming about the great years I spent in the Netherlands as a young kid… U wordt vriendelijk verzocht op dit luchthaven niet te roken. We thank you for not smoking at this airport Tobacco smoke of the non-wacky variety welcoming yet offensive wafts from the strictly non-smoking restaurant hangs above me taking shape an interactive, multisensory thought bubble. I gaze and inhale deeply Memories fade into focus Faces sharpen...

I was looking through some of my entries that I wrote to my class weblog about the war in Iraq. Here’s one from April 2003 I wonder how long it will be before the war on Iraq begins to fade from our memories. I guess it depends on when the world’s media decides that it is no longer newsworthy. At that point Baghdad will slip unnoticed off our radars too, just like many other temporary blips on our news landscape have done in the past. The news archives are littered with such stories. Famine in Africa to violence in Zimbabwe – the A to Z of once famous news stars discarded by...

… break free of the Weblog4Schools site that was home to my old weblog. It is difficult to be creative when you are confined to writing about weblogs in education. Don’t misunderstand me – weblogs are a great tool in the hands of teachers and students. However, I want to explore the use of blogging as a platform and stimulus for my personal creativity as well as empowering others to do the same. Feels liberating