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How to stay happily married, in under three hours a day

The success of our marriage lies within the boundaries of two hours and 25 minutes every weekday. That’s when Karen and I chat, organise, debrief, think, plan and have breakfast together before I spend another day home alone, disabled in body, not mind. I won’t see her again until I wake from a later afternoon sleep to welcome her home or later that night, when the spasms come. [Full story}

I’m not scared of machines taking over

Artificial intelligence does not scare me, nor am I having nightmares of a post-’Skynet’ landscape of decapitated journalists, skeletal former writers and poets in chains. For all its promise and content-generating similarities, machines will never surpass a human’s take on one area of personal expertise: Ourselves. [Full story]

You are always a writer. So, write!

I never stop being a son, a brother or a parent. There’s no time card that I punch in a wall each evening to say I’ve finished for the day. Even now, having been married for decades, a parent of adults, and now a grandfather, my status and titles remain as real as the day they were first real. [Full story]