by Mihalis Kavaratzis
We were meeting in a pub in Groningen over beers – that’s where we always met, over dinner and drinks, never in an office.
“When’s the big party?” he asked.
“What party?” I asked back.
“Your defence party.”
“What does that have to do with anything?”
“Book a date for your party! Book the restaurant and order food and drinks. Then you can start planning backwards and you’ll find out what you have to do tomorrow…” Continue reading “Remembering Greg Ashworth”