A poem by Alina Siegfried
This is a poem that a guest, Alina Siegfried, read out during our interview. Listen to Alina Siegfried’s episodes
This is a poem that a guest, Alina Siegfried, read out during our interview. Listen to Alina Siegfried’s episodes

Has Christchurch lost its way since the earthquakes? Having been founded as a bold settler dream, what defines it as it enters the next period of its history? JOHN McCRONE reports.

There’s an innovation renaissance brewing in post-earthquake Christchurch as multicultural entrepreneurship replaces the old boys’ network. This required a new name, writes Steven Moe.

The Future of Learning conference took place in Christchurch for two days on Monday 30th September and Tuesday 1st October 2019. This page is a landing spot for the audio from the main stage on the two days – yes,…

You are walking along with a dog in a field and a rabbit springs out of nowhere – the dog immediately chases after it. The dog is fast and is about to catch it when a second rabbit jumps up.…

A Canterbury startup is exposing medical equipment manufacturers’ deliberate one-use design tricks and proving that hospitals can reuse and recycle.

In the biggest cities in the world there is a sense that you are at the cutting edge and that you will see the latest technology released, the biggest bands stopping by and premieres rolling out red carpets. We probably…

What should the agreement cover? In the first part on buying or selling a business here we saw there were some big picture things you need to think about when buying a business. This part will look at what the agreement for…

In the last few months I’ve been helping several people as they purchase businesses. At the same time there have been other clients who are selling their business. It seems like for both sets of people there are some basic…
Poem reflecting on the conversation with Natasha Zimmerman in Episode 125. Abiding awe, you say.Those words speak to me of patience.Of planting deep into dark soil,grateful for the sun’s warmth.Of watching, hoping for rain.Then watching miracles,as the smallest of seeds…