by Peter Fritz | Inspiration, Life, Work
I love watching my son play on his computer. It’s a bit like what my dad’s shed was for me as a kid, only way more complicated. I’d spend hours in there playing with timber offcuts, leaving well after dark, dusted with wood shavings and metal...
by Peter Fritz | Life, Side Hustle, Work
Out in the corporate world, there’s a movement building; a landscape shift of tectonic proportions. Five years ago, it was barely perceptible but today, visible signs are everywhere. Jaded office workers are heading for the exits; desperate to leave the rat race...
by Peter Fritz | Life, Work
I’m going to be 51 soon – a certified old geezer! And the funny thing is, I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up…This used to worry me a lot, but it doesn’t anymore, and the reason is simple and a bit revolutionary. It’s this: in adult...
by Peter Fritz | Life, Work
I have an embarrassing collection of Leatherman tools. Anywhere I turn, there’s a Wingman, Wave or Skeletool to slice open a box, tighten a screw or snip a green wire (or is it the red wire?). I have one in each car, one in my office and the garage; even one in...
by Peter Fritz | Life, Work
My first brush with social status came one Saturday morning in the summer of ’79. I was 11 years old and perched at the bottom of our driveway, waiting for the other kids to come out and play. Cue the neighbours opposite, approaching from my left in their brand...
