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Adrian Melrose

I am Adrian Melrose, Welcome!

Coach, community builder, father, writer, music obsessive, and a man with his heart permanently split between London and Cape Town.

I am, as you'll quickly discover, more than one thing at once. That's not a disclaimer — it's the whole point.

This is the place where all of it lives. Not the polished version, not the professional bio, not the carefully curated brand. Just me — figuring things out in public, sharing the journey, and trusting that honesty is more useful than performance.

If you're looking for my coaching work, you'll find it at plaintalk.co.uk. If you're looking for my work with groups and men — the community spaces, the writing on masculinity, loneliness and what it means to truly connect — that lives at 8notes.co.uk and 8notes.substack.com.

This site is something different. This is where you get to know the whole person behind both of those things.

The weight loss quest. The events space I'm building in Cape Town. The questions I'm sitting with about purpose, identity, and what a fully inhabited life actually looks like. The things I care about deeply — joy, music, parenting, belonging, the and/and rather than the either/or.

We are all of us messy, still-becoming human beings. Seeking meaning, connection, and permission to be more than one thing at once.

That's what this space is for.

Start here — The Man With Many Names

Recent Posts

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The One-Way Door

On dating profiles, one honest sentence, and whether holding each other's emotions is something we offer or only something we seek The One Way Door - read by Adrian Melrose0:00/1027.9068481× The exchange took four messages to die. I've changed her name and blurred the

The One-Way Door
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My Flowers Have No Scent

On La Bohème, two dating profiles sung by candlelight, and the man who could tell the truth in the dark but couldn't say it in daylight My Flowers Have No Scent -read by Adrian Melrose0:00/893.9693651× I had a theatre weekend of accidental symmetry. Saturday night

My Flowers Have No Scent
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Sorry-Grateful

Wanting closeness and being able to do closeness are different skills. Sorry-Grateful read by Adrian Melrose0:00/535.9880051× That's the thought I carried out of the theatre after seeing Company, and it's been sitting with me since. The invitation came from a friend whose

Sorry-Grateful
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The Ideas I Sat On for Years

I have always been an ideas person. For most of my life that has been a mixed blessing. The ideas arrived freely, and then they stayed put, because the gap between having an idea and putting it into the world was filled with people I had to pay, trust, and

The Ideas I Sat On for Years
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Care or Fear? (part 2 of 2)

Part two. On the difference between consideration and codependence — and why you have to learn it on purpose For part one - please read here, a better start. I ended the last piece with a question I couldn't answer for most of my adult life. When you stay quiet

Care or Fear? (part 2 of 2)
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The Cape Didn't Fit

On the truth I couldn't tell my wife, where I learned to stay silent, and the pattern that runs more marriages than anyone admits We never actually decided who would look after the children. Or rather — we did, and we didn't. We made the decision the

The Cape Didn't Fit
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The Alarm Next Door

What a snooze button taught me about a job I was given at six years old I'm on holiday with a group of friends, most of them a good deal younger than me. And this morning I lay in bed, rigid with irritation, listening to the woman in

The Alarm Next Door
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The Love Language You Speak Isn't the One You're Listening For

Why I built a tool that measures the gap Gary Chapman pointed at but never mapped. For thirty years, one idea has quietly shaped how millions of couples talk about love. You've almost certainly met it. Maybe you can even name your own: words of affirmation, quality time,

The Love Language You Speak Isn't the One You're Listening For
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What I Couldn't Name

You can't be intimate with what you can't name. This is a piece about why I built a feelings wheel — and why I put shame at the centre of it. This post comes in two parts. The first is the story. The second is the theory

What I Couldn't Name