Notes From The Netherlands.


Notes from The Netherlands.
The Netherlands was supposed to be the place in which I settled down after almost a decade living around the world. Amsterdam was going to be my home, a place of stability. The city where I finally laid down some roots and built something long-lasting. Y‘know, for keeps.

Notes from The Netherlands.
For a while it looked like that’s exactly how it would go. After all, I was married, Amsterdam was a fantastic city and I’d even managed to land the job of my dreams. Together my wife and I sculpted the seemingly perfect life for ourselves. Or so we thought.

Notes from The Netherlands.
In the end, my Dutch utopia lasted just four years and our subsequent breakup signalled the disintegration of everything I thought my life was going to be.
Along the way, I bought my first (and last) property. I interviewed a bunch of Hollywood stars and pitched a new TV show that would eventually go into production. It’s almost surreal looking back on those days and realising just how much my life has changed.

Notes From The Netherlands.




