System overload following two days at CIPD’s Learning & Development Conference HRD 11. I spent half the night thinking and the rest dreaming about coaching, systems thinking, whether appraisals are a thing of the past, that a definitive definition of OD remains beyond reach and a multitude of other stuff – not to mention wondering why a full man-size angel had come to visit. Today I spent ambushing colleagues to spread the word, test theories and initiate debate. read more
“You are today where the thoughts of yesterday have brought you and
you will be tomorrow where the thoughts of today take you..”
Thirty years ago, camping meant rolling up, fully clothed, in a sleeping bag as close to the camp fire as I could without my big hair and eye brows getting singed, rendered immune to the discomforts of the hard ground and cold, damp night by as much beer as my stomach and finances would allow. Hence I was understandably nervous in agreeing to a re-introduction to this somewhat dubious form of what many people consider to be a fun way to holiday.
No need to fear, my night wrapped in duvets atop a firm double air mattress passed in sweet dreams. My enthusiasm for Henry’s campsite on the Lizard is still right up there, along with memories of watching the the sunset over the sea, the great food at the Witchball pub and enviously watching Andrew body board at Kynance Cove … camping: tick … body board: to do (in a wetsuit, natch)
Feb-March 2004: My week in the UK turned out to be a great introduction to wild children and animals, preparing me well for what lies ahead. Credit goes to my gorgeous nieces, Lolls and Esme, Douglas Bear (their terrier pup), their 2 corn snakes, 2 hens, guinea pigs and goldfish. Unfortunately, one guinea pig and a goldfish had a suicide pact. Esme was consoled by assurances that the bin men would ensure their safe delivery to heaven together.
I was also slowly lulled away from the hyper-efficieny to which I’d become accustomed in Switzerland;) I wasted much time and was not amused by recent UK banking laws which prevent anyone having an account without a fixed, proveable, abode, thus forcing me to remove my millions. Are they kidding? We all know Switzerland washes whiter