Developmental

It’s not particularly cold, but it certainly is windy today. Even by the standards of the past couple of days it’s blowing something powerful to the extent that it was easier walking up hill this morning, rather than down.

I don’t know if the weather is involved, or whether there is some obscure holiday or festival happening, but this morning’s journey into work was one of those occasional half-empty tube days that leaves you wondering if everybody else knows something you don’t. Hopefully it will be like that tonight on the way home, too.

Today I have to write my Personal Development Plan. I hate them and they are always ignored, despite all the right-on blurb on our intranet and in the staff handbook. I don’t know who actually reads them or what the end use of them is; I know what they are supposed to be for, but the reality is so far removed from the theory that it may as well be a fairy story, or an economics degree. My particular gripe is that someone changes the system each year by just enough so that you can’t cut and paste last year’s version into the new template and run all the dates on accordingly. The gaffer is uncharacteristically enthusiastic about them (for this week at least), so the chances of me quietly “forgetting” and getting away with it are low to zero. I would put the damned thing off for a while longer, but I am not in the office tomorrow as I have to go to the hospital for various proddings.

In other news, I am toying with the concept of spending around £200 I don’t have on a leather jacket I don’t need. If you’ve ever seen Das Boot¹ you will know the style I am thinking about. A search of the intarweb suggests that it is a reasonable price to pay; leather jackets/coats are not cheap, but they do last.

I am sure that someone will talk me out of it. Or not.


¹Or even maybe the adventures of a certain Time Lord in his Northern incarnation…

Developmental

It’s not particularly cold, but it certainly is windy today. Even by the standards of the past couple of days it’s blowing something powerful to the extent that it was easier walking up hill this morning, rather than down.

I don’t know if the weather is involved, or whether there is some obscure holiday or festival happening, but this morning’s journey into work was one of those occasional half-empty tube days that leaves you wondering if everybody else knows something you don’t. Hopefully it will be like that tonight on the way home, too.

Today I have to write my Personal Development Plan. I hate them and they are always ignored, despite all the right-on blurb on our intranet and in the staff handbook. I don’t know who actually reads them or what the end use of them is; I know what they are supposed to be for, but the reality is so far removed from the theory that it may as well be a fairy story, or an economics degree. My particular gripe is that someone changes the system each year by just enough so that you can’t cut and paste last year’s version into the new template and run all the dates on accordingly. The gaffer is uncharacteristically enthusiastic about them (for this week at least), so the chances of me quietly “forgetting” and getting away with it are low to zero. I would put the damned thing off for a while longer, but I am not in the office tomorrow as I have to go to the hospital for various proddings.

In other news, I am toying with the concept of spending around £200 I don’t have on a leather jacket I don’t need. If you’ve ever seen Das Boot¹ you will know the style I am thinking about. A search of the intarweb suggests that it is a reasonable price to pay; leather jackets/coats are not cheap, but they do last.

I am sure that someone will talk me out of it. Or not.


¹Or even maybe the adventures of a certain Time Lord in his Northern incarnation…

Yvonne De Carlo

The BBC reports that Yvonne De Carlo, the face of Lily Munster, has died aged 84.

Not quite as fun as The Addams Family, I still rather liked The Munsters (though the more recent colour versions made in the –I think- 90s are terrible).

Yvonne De Carlo

The BBC reports that Yvonne De Carlo, the face of Lily Munster, has died aged 84.

Not quite as fun as The Addams Family, I still rather liked The Munsters (though the more recent colour versions made in the –I think- 90s are terrible).

Gob Smacked

Auntie reports the latest phase of David Beckham's career.



I doubt that many people reading this are particularly interested in the career of over-exposed, ex-England football captain and marketing goliath, David Beckham. I am writing it up simply because I am floored by the fact that he has managed to land a five-year contract reportedly worth £128 million to play for the LA Galaxy.

I need to lie down, now.

Gob Smacked

Auntie reports the latest phase of David Beckham's career.



I doubt that many people reading this are particularly interested in the career of over-exposed, ex-England football captain and marketing goliath, David Beckham. I am writing it up simply because I am floored by the fact that he has managed to land a five-year contract reportedly worth £128 million to play for the LA Galaxy.

I need to lie down, now.