I’m not exactly what you’d describe as an avid fan of dance. It’s not something that generally hits my radar. I don’t hang on Craig and Shirley’s every word and I really couldn’t care who wins the “Strictly Glitterball”. However, having said that and setting it aside, I have a confession to make: I adore Strictly…

Without wishing to sound arrogant, I believe I was put on this Earth with the power to change it for the better and that therefore it’s my responsibility to do so. So I’m going to.

I hate it. I even hate the word. “Networking”. To me it sounds desperate…

A refocus of our collective attention is essential for our long term success.

In July last year I decided to take a short holiday on my own; a break, inspired by a desire to revisit the footsteps of my youth and to romantically recapture something lost in me for which I’d spent years searching.

That was the headline. In truth I was running away.

I’m currently “between jobs” and searching for the “new”. My “new”.