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5x Microsoft FTRSA TOGAF 10 Applied Enterprise Architect 16+ yrs Microsoft Biz Apps
Mike Richard
Mike Richard
TOGAF 10 Applied Enterprise Architect  ·  Senior Solution Architect
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Depth when you need it
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TOGAF 10 – What They Don’t Tell You Before You Sit the Exam

4 min read I passed TOGAF 10 Foundation, Practitioner, and Applied Practitioner in July 2026. Three badges, one accelerated week, and an exam I’d been quietly intimidated by for years. This isn’t a revision guide – it’s the stuff that doesn’t go in one: the context, the shortcut, and the one thing that made it…

Asides

The stuff that doesn't fit elsewhere
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Thala Dhoni and his Leadership Skills

In the hush of the stadium, a legend strides, his bat poised to etch history with a swing, igniting hearts with the thrill of the game. 🏏💛

As Dhoni’s name resounds, a golden wave of adoration rises, uniting fans in the twilight of an era that transcends mere sport. Thala, the GOAT.

Shorts: AI and Story-Telling

I started to write a new article about Microsoft’s PowerUp Program and a story about CRM. Was curious to know how AI can help to extend or bring additional punch to the story-line. I enabled the ‘More Creative’ option to generate this. My Original Story: Jony, a kid, visits a stationery shop in his new…

Stories

Proper fiction. None of it happened.
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The Rehearsal – Chapter 1: A Boring Story

Stories · The Rehearsal I was walking along the Thames on a grey, blustery afternoon when I saw her, a small girl throwing pebbles into the wind as if she meant to win. She had picked a fight with the east wind and hadn’t yet worked out she couldn’t win it. Every stone she threw,…

The Rehearsal – Chapter 2: Do you like dogs?

Stories · The Rehearsal Becca gave up eventually. The east wind won, the way it always wins, by simply outlasting her. She walked back to the old wooden bench, sat down beside me, and started on a drink she’d been ignoring the whole time she was losing to the weather. For a moment I thought…

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