Category: Being Human

Teamwork on a Bike

Originally posted on Unwrapping The World:
Cycle road racing is the perfect example of real team work – where success demands the graft and skill of each individual working together in perfect harmony. I have to confess to be new to this sport. I have always been a solo cyclist, competing against the clock and…

Let’s hear it for – Melancholy !

Originally posted on Unwrapping The World:
Ahhhh Melancholy – one of my favourite words. Mel-an-choly. Mel-an-choly. It is a line of poetry, a stanza in itself. So less depressing than depression. An interlude rather than a condition. An adagio rather than a grave. “Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad” said Victor Hugo, and as the writer…

Three (annoying) Blokes on a Plane

The thing about travelling alone on a plane, is that whilst we can chose our own seat, we cannot chose who takes the seat next to us. Last week I ventured on three planes between Copenhagen, Oslo and Helsinki. I carefully selected aisle seats in each case, and as near as possible to the front…

Confessions of a Cheer Dad

Originally posted on Unwrapping The World:
Cheerleading is probably not what you think it is. You may have visions of teenage dancers in two-bit skirts and coloured pom-poms whipping up the crowd at some sporting event. But it has become a tremendously demanding and technical competitive sport for real athletes. It is a mix of…

Employ me … and my family?

The Danes put their families first – literally. At least the five who we interviewed this week did. First up was Matias who proudly handed us each a carefully constructed A4 sheet all about himself. His life (so far) – on a page.  “Age 37” he stated,  then “Live with Helene, together we have Jonas…

Much Ado about Nothing

5am. Not a great time for my Mind to wake up. My Body objected. He just wanted to stay in the warmth and softness of the duvet. So his eyes registered the low numbers on the clock and transmitted this information to my Mind. Then he buried himself under the duvet, in the expectation that…

Cotton Pickin’ Cotton

Originally posted on Unwrapping The World:
Today we drove up from Lafayette past acres of Louisiana cotton fields. We stopped to pick a lil’ of that old cotton-pickin’ cotton. In my head the old song kept spinning and weaving . . When I was a little bitty baby, My mama used to rock me in…

Calming the restless Wind

“Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box“ sang Mr Lennon, ever so insightfully. How often our thoughts rattle and swirl uncontrollably inside the letter boxes of our minds. Like over-excitable children dancing around the playground playing tig; one thought triggering another, replacing another in a whole chain of chaos. Before you know…

TRAPPED

On Tuesday, I was asked to travel to my customer’s Guernsey Office for a meeting with a supplier the next day.  Fortunately (or not), the company plane was flying there at 8.15am from East Midlands. Then I could fly back to Southampton at lunchtime, work in our UK office and take the train back to…