Snow is falling around me in large, cinematic flakes. It’s 8.45 on a Tuesday morning in mid-January. I’m sitting at the top of a wide empty ski slope, ready to strap into my snowboard. Within minutes, I’m schussing down the powder-soft run, then back to the resort, ready to open my laptop and start a day of work.
This was 2014, six years before the pandemic revolutionised working-from-home across the globe. Workations were not yet part of normal office protocol. However, I managed to convince my boss to let me work from Morzine, a ski resort in the French Alps.
Over the next three years, I spent extended periods of time
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