I was stood on the 8th Wonder of the World last week – Platform 2 of Chorley Train Station. I stood in the freezing cold waiting patiently for the 7.33am to Manchester. As the train slowly came into view, I scanned the busy platform and wondered how the tightly assembled crowd were going to squeeze into the three already packed carriages. It was every man for himself and as usual, I ended up standing all the way. Initially thinking it was going to be a boring journey, I was chuffed to…Read More
I watched Willy Wonka again today for the 50th time. My son loves the Johnny Depp film but personally I fall into the Gene Wilder camp. As we sat there with our cauldron of toffee popcorn we got chatting about the reasons why Mr Wonka chooses Charlie Bucket to take over his chocolate emporium. I must admit to being quite impressed as he analysed each of the golden ticket winners in turn. A future career as a psychologist is on the cards I think.…Read More
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