In which I return to work after my summer holiday, travel immediately to Rwanda, discover Rwanda is the safest country in Africa, visit the Genocide Museum, fly with Qatar Airways for the first time, bemoan the lack of respect in our society, discover I am now a male model for Italian clothing, enjoy the annual luncheon at my Club (and work out how to solve Brexit), have to wake up too early in the morning without my morning Royal Blend Tea (and miss my train as a result), and make a plea for a return to understatement in our language. Continue reading “The Martini Diaries – Episode 8”
In which I move to temporary office space, attempt vlogging, visit the Royal Academy Summer Exhibition, win at roulette using my system at the Royal Air Force Club Summer Ball, am invited to an exhibition at the Victoria and Albert Museum, endure the UK heatwave, find myself humming ‘Jerusalem’ whilst reflecting on Boris Johnson becoming Prime Minister, start Queer Eye season 4, and question why Americans use the word ‘like’ every third word. Continue reading “The Martini Diaries – Episode 7”
In which a two day committee meeting makes a big decision, I visit The Royal Society Summer Science Exhibition and touch Moon rock, attend the Henley Royal Regatta, catch up with a ex-staff Member for luncheon, travel to Sheffield and find the worst hotel in England, discover my dog has excellent bladder control, and try to explain cricket to a Canadian.
In a slightly extended episode I welcome the croquet season, despair at my increasing weight having returned to the gym, fail to follow or understand a briefing on what constitutes ‘fake news’, travel to Kenya for the first time, experience British Airways First Class, deliver some lectures on leadership in Kenya, experience my first safari, and enjoy the best sleep ever on an aircraft.
In which I re-discover classic 1980s American mystery TV, attend the Georgia National Day Reception as guest of their Ambassador to the UK, review ‘ What If’ on Netflix, add two new knitted silk ties to my growing collection, finally finish and review 2 Churchill biographies (and the latest Jeffrey Archer thriller), and discover the Milanese Gin and Tonic.
Monday May 27th 2019
Over the weekend I ordered a DVD box set of 22 episodes from the final season of the American TV series ‘Hart to Hart’. They arrived today, and my wife and I have just spent a very pleasant 45 minutes watching the first episode. Continue reading “The Martini Diaries – Episode 2”
On 8 March 2019 I was honoured to deliver a talk at the University of Leeds on the subject of women and leadership. The event was part of a day of celebrations for International Women’s Day. I have set out below a precis of my speech.
I am going to start with an idea, a personal view, and that is, based on my life experience and career so far, there is no difference in the skills needed to succeed in leadership for women than there is for men. This unshakable belief has been with me for the past 30 Continue reading “Women and Leadership – the basics are the same for men and women”
Last summer my blogging colleague the Grey Fox contacted me to say a talented local photographer in London called Chris Aadland was looking for subjects for an upcoming magazine article called “Men and their dogs’ – would I be interested in being photographed? This would be a first – I have never been professionally photographed.
I made an appointment to meet with Chris at the Bomber Command Memorial in Green Park, across the road from my Club in Piccadilly. It did not take long to learn how I must “keep my chin up”, smile (endlessly), look relaxed (whilst being concerned about how I appeared!). However, my aged dog Oscar did not share in this new found skill set – he simply refused to look at the camera. Easily distracted by everything (Oscar is recovering from a stroke, has no teeth left following a gum infection, is 15 years old and deaf!), the longer the shoot took the more tourists kept stopping to take photographs and added to the distractions for Oscar. We tried standing, crouching, even me holding Oscar like a baby in my arms. Then, after countless images (and the heat of June getting to me) Oscar finally turned to look at the camera and voila – an image to keep! Continue reading “How did I land up in a ‘hipster’ magazine?”