The last time I was in hospital I was 10 having four teeth removed. All I can remember is lying face down on the bed and the nurse saying “is it a little boy or a little girl”. Yes I was small, prepubescent with long curly hair so maybe it was a fair question. But…
Category: Musings
Christmas Day in the C.D.U.
We all knew that this Christmas would be different. I just didn’t expect it to be quite THIS different. It’s Christmas Day and rather surprisingly, I find myself enjoying the hospitality of the Clinical Decisions Unit of the acclaimed Leicester heart hospital. To their credit, the NHS served up a decent turkey dinner. I particularly…
A Mind of Our Own – Personal Reflections on Mental Health
I wake up. I am in a bed in a small room in the aptly named Black Forest. There is no light. I cannot see my own hand in front of my face. I have no idea of the time and I dare not look at the clock. I don’t want to know how many…
You are NOT REDUNDANT
With the devastating impact of Coronavirus on the economy, an unprecedented number of people are facing “redundancy”. This article comes in 5 chapters, the first three of which are to help people deal with the anger, hurt, loss and self-doubt which so many people feel. The last two chapters talk about moving forwards, and re-planning…
All the colours of Tirana
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Istanbul – Finding the Essence
My third and final day in Istanbul, and a much sunnier one. Finally, it was starting to look a little brighter on the outside, if not any more colourful. Following a jolly five mile dawn run, and breakfast in the Crowne Plaza hotel lounge, I jumped on a tram to the city’s cultural centre and,…
Istanbul – Massive on the Inside
Istanbul in the Shadows
The night time does not always provide the best first impression of a city. The colours of the day have faded to monochrome, shadows have spread like blankets to smother every flicker of natural light. Only where the darkness has been banished by electrically powered illuminations, can a city be rescued from its natural nocturnal…
So what exactly IS coaching?
I’ve just come off an intensive four-day course to learn all about – and try my hand at – coaching. Fifteen strangers gathered in a hotel in the east midlands – with different careers, backgrounds, personalities and ambitions – but all with the same question. How can we help other people by becoming great coaches?…
Going to the Party . . .
So many friends assumed I was a card-carrying member of the Labour Party, that I decided I may as well become a card carrying member of the Labour Party. Never one to jump on the bandwagon of a winning team (I’m an Oldham athletic supporter), I decided to join the party at its lowest ebb…
Unwrapping The World 