Category: Musings

Secrets of Successful Shopkeepers

They say that the customer is always right. I guess whoever first said that was a customer. So they must be right. I have worked in retailing for the best part of 30 years. Rather inevitably I guess as I come from a line of retailers. Although in those days they were called shopkeepers.

OUTRAGE

Outrage shouts at us with mock indignation from the pages of our newspapers. ~OUTRAGE AS THAI WOMAN PAINTS WITH HER BOOBS ON TV ~OUTRAGE OVER EMMANUEL FRIMPONG TWEET ~TIME MAGAZINE COVER SHOWING MOTHER BREASTFEEDING SON, 3, SPARKS OUTRAGE ~NORTH KOREA FIRE SPARKS OUTRAGE ~SYRIA MASSACRE OUTRAGE ~THE SUN’S NAKED HARRY PHOTO DECISION DRAWS OUTRAGE ~OUTRAGE…

Raining on the Royal Parade

So how is the Diamond Jubilee going for you? Is it a sparkling jewel or a flagrant waste of money? Are you thrilled at sixty-years of her majesty reigning or is it just ¬†. . . raining? In case you think I am a¬†Bolshie-Cromwellian-republican-socialist-anti-royalist; let me surprise you by revealing that we ambled up to…

Intelligent Life?

I had this idea in the bottom drawer of my brain that there were ten different intelligences, a number I have quoted with alacrity but rarely enumerated (and have never been challenged on). When I Google’d it, I discovered two different lists of 10 and another one of 8, none of which satisfied me. They…

Get the celebrities out of here …

We live in the age of the individual and the personality. The individual is me (or maybe you, if I even care about you). The ‘personality’ is the so-called celebrity on TV, in the papers, on the web, in my fantasy. The way it works is this.

Take me to your Leader

Much has been written about leadership and what makes a good leader. There are various populist-media examples, portrayed in films, exalted in the press, and then vilified for failing up to to the photo-fit image they probably never signed up to. It sells papers, video-games and movies. There is the testosterone filled muscle man leader.…

Trumps and Triumphs

We played a family game of cards last night – five of us. Some of my best family memories are of playing cards. As children we memorably played “solo whist” with Great Aunt Bertha and Great Uncle Alf and our grandparents and assorted distant cousins in a little wooden bungalow near the sea in Cumberland.

School Prospectus

For some reason I woke up thinking about school, and what I would change, and decided to write down some semi-radical thoughts. Do you agree with some of them?