Watching the Brexit press conference yesterday reminded me that I was in that very room for a couple of Midday Briefings, complete with headphones and simultaneous translations, in September 2005 when I was on the PG Dip in Public Communications at Leeds Trinity University. Here’s the proof (yes, the seat colours and my taste in ties haven’t changed).
Because, if a job’s worth doing right you need to do it yourself.
There’s lots I’d like to do, places to go, things to see. So what’s stopping me?
Who do you turn to when a crisis hits?
How scenario-planning has me trapped in my own mind.
Some AVE stick is long overdue.
Sometimes it can be difficult to find the right words to say what we mean. And sometimes, not difficult at all.
Keeping track of your off-line thoughts.
Obviously, the moral of this post has very little to do with actual running or fitness…