I've always been captivated by stories, whether it's listening to them or reading them. As a child I loved nothing more than perching myself on the end of my Grandma's mustard coloured couch with fancy tassels around the base and listening to her tales. With a cup of Vimto in hand and a plate full of fig rolls I sat captivated as she told me her tales of World Wars 1 and 2. I’m not sure why but she always filled me full of fig rolls. I was regular if nothing else.
She described the…Read More
There’s nothing more frustrating than trying to get to the bottom of why someone is underperforming. It can feel as if you are going around in circles trying find out the exact reason(s) why someone isn’t firing on all cylinders. There are times when you think you have cracked it, only to watch on in anger as they slip back into the old routine of missing deadlines, arriving late, or being Mr or Mrs Negative. Sadly most of the time all you are doing is papering over the cracks. The whole…Read More
There’s no bigger creature of habit than me. I always eat ready salted crisps and I always have crunchy nut cornflakes for breakfast. The current Mrs Ode is no different, she always has Lasagne whenever we go out - I’ve even seen her try and order it in an Indian restaurant.
We are all like this in some way, ok, maybe not with the freaky lasagne fetish but we all have habits. Sticking with the ‘norm’ is fine. It feels safe and in many ways you are in your comfort zone. However,…