Picture the scene. A cool breezy day towards the end of a long hot summer. A spread of patchwork fields and winding lanes and the unmistakably distinctive agricultural aroma of British countryside, with just a hint of charcoaled burger. And in one particular field, a thronging mass of humanity huddled together straining their eyes if … More Didn’t we have a lovely time…
I know, I know. I promised many and varied humorous tales from my many and varied roles around the globe, and I just keep coming back to Korea. I can’t help it. It was quite simply the most wonderfully bizarre, confusing, frustrating but ultimately rewarding two year period of my entire career. Not from a … More Tales from the Vault : Korea again
It has long puzzled me why so many travelling business executives wear the “so busy working I saw nothing of the country” badge with such blatant pride. Instead they should be apologising for their own arrogance and stupidity. Just soooo busy! Indeed I have known many high level expat execs who have literally left after … More Day trip to China
In my debut blog (a whole 4 months ago now – aren’t I the seasoned pro!) I proclaimed somewhat grandly, that music was the food of life Music : Food of Life. Well if there’s any substance to that bold shout, then it’s fair to say that Cheltenham in March lays very strong claim to being … More Cheltenham : Another World
There is currently an understandable global furore around the potential of a looming Armageddon, as one totally insane world leader takes on the might of Kim Jong-Un. It reminds me of the two very enjoyable but totally bizarre years I spent 100 miles down the road from the epicentre of the current crisis, in Seoul. … More Tales from the Vault : Seoul Survivor
I am very lucky that in my role as an executive I get to travel reasonably extensively and regularly to a number of different cities around the world. It is one of the benefits of my role, that in my advancing years, I never take for granted. Not for me is the pitiful executive cry … More Christchurch : reinvention or apocalyptic premonition?
No, I’m not the newly elected mayor of Milton Keynes. Although the prevailing tale is almost as unlikely. You see, I hate running. Always have. Pointless nonsense undertaken by masochistic narcissistic souls who have nothing better to do and no life. I learnt this early on, whilst trudging and floundering around at the back of … More Running a new city