I never used to believe in epiphanies. In truth, I’ve never been much of a believer in anything. Sure, at times of severe stress when I need solace I have felt the comforting spiritual hand on my shoulder of my dad, or more often my grandma, but who is to say that this is real … More Chasing a Lost Epiphany – A New Hope
Consultant. The ultimate C word. I’ve always had an innate loathing for the word (see previous article – The C-word), in whatever context you come across it, whether it be medical, financial or worst of all business. It screams smart arse who knows more than you but hovers above you showing no accountability yet plenty … More The reluctant consultant
Writing this sat in a state of healthy nervousness, on a small and athletically packed plane, heading to a mildly exotic location in order to participate in, and hopefully complete, another half marathon. Just one more… My relatively recent flirtation with running has been a bit of a paradox. Quite simply, I’m not remotely built … More Just One More
Obliterated. A word that has a somewhat aggressive, action packed, and explosive feel to it, I think you’ll agree. Probably quite a good word if you are engaged in a ferocious battle and it’s describing the capitulation of enemy forces. Less so if it’s a medical description of your ankle ligaments. Indeed, my long suffering … More Obliterated
So, it happened. Dream gig of CEO in ideal turnaround company pulling on all my decades of experience of people, customers and getting shit done. New investors investing. All signs, measures and “gut feel” heading in a positive direction after 3 years of real hard slog. What happened? You guessed it. Dumped out on my … More Mid-Fifties Beach Bum
In what feels like a different lifetime these 3Rs were the pillars of self imposed isolation that kept me sane. Things that even in my time starved world, I selfishly made time for, solely for my own good. Why then have my tenacious turbos that drove these stalled so dramatically, causing my well-being to lurch … More The 3 R’s : Reading, Running and (W)riting
Wowzer! One of my stated aims of this blog was to document – ideally in a humorous and irreverent way – the ups and downs of my lucky life close to the top of the Executive tree. It pains me to reflect that much of my recent musings seem to have documented the seemingly endless … More Fresh Mountain Air
It is Hope that drives the twin turbos of resilience and desire. … More Running on empty and the power of Hope
I believe in keeping things simple and to the point. So I’ll start with my two words to bid adieu to 2020. The second one is “off”. You can insert your own first word. In normal times I’ve never been much of a fan of the annual review of “the year that was”. Always struck … More Farewell to 2020 in 2 words
Whilst I would love to believe otherwise, currently I am not aware of my blog having an avid fan base. Yet if there were such a thing it would surely have noticed a distinct lack of recent activity. Now I’m sure I’m not alone on that – the year has been mildly disruptive after all … More A Tale of Blowing Whistles
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