I’ve always loved a market. Probably a good job I ended up working in one in the form of the foreign exchange market. As those new joiners (un)fortunate enough to join my team will find out, I don’t see financial markets as all that different to those traditional non-financial markets. They are governed by the same dynamics of supply and demand where prices are discovered between buyers and sellers. Perhaps I’m post-hoc justifying my love for markets by romanticising them – maybe it’s just the top-quality produce on offer at discounted prices that attracts me. Scratch the maybe, it almost certainly is that.
My recent trip to Spain saw me frequent Cartagena’s food market far more times than anyone might think necessary. Continental Europe seems to so comprehensively put our regional markets in the UK to shame. London’s wholesale produce markets like New Covent Garden, Billingsgate and Smithfield aside, I’d take my chances with even the most obscure and underpopulated markets in Europe over the likes of Borough or Spitalfields. Cartagena’s market was a real gem. There was a wonderful variety of fresh fish and other delicacies. My Spanish language skills are still all but non-existent. Fortunately, whilst the names of the fish are unintelligible to me in Spanish, the fish themselves still look the same as they do over in Blighty!
My colleagues will be all too familiar with my tales (often of woe) of a post Smithfield visit meat butchering fiasco. More recently I’ve been getting stuck into baking bread. With the new year having just been ushered in, I’ve been thinking. What’s next.. Whilst both nouns should be prefixed by the word ‘underwhelming’, I say, butchery and bakery endeavours complete. So as the rhyme goes, next stop candle stick maker?! Hmm better check that fire extinguisher still works first.
This time last year, I was lucky enough to embark on one of the best experiences of my life. For the month of August 2023 I volunteered at a safari park/game reserve near Port Elizabeth in South Africa. 11 other volunteers from all around the world and myself, stayed in the very heart of the […]
The Kingdom of Tonga… my home. This small archipelago, nestled in the South Pacific Ocean just south of Samoa and about two-thirds of the way from Hawaii to New Zealand, holds a special place in my heart. Even now, at 29, memories of my childhood in Tonga remain vivid, filled with the sights, sounds, and […]
One of the biggest changes I’ve made in my personal fitness and in preparing for events has been narrowing the gap between my training intention, and my final execution. In short, this means that on your easy training days, go easy, and on your hard training days, go hard. The smaller the difference between your […]