Reorganisation to what?

So, as I alluded to in an earlier blog at the beginning of January, there were changes afoot in my team at work - redundancies and consultations.

Four people left in this, which wasn't great. The rest of us took on more work. To deal with the changes, we have a slightly adjusted structure and are looking to try and cut off some projects that aren't going anywhere.

However, we seem to be locked in a vicious cycle of permanent limbo of 'reorganising' - we're so busy trying to work out what we're doing that we have no time left to actually do it in, so it's a little on the problematic side!

Becoming a little clearer now though!

End Game

http://www.cornify.com/

The internet is won, we can all go home. In classic Blue Peter style, here's one I did earlier.

Torrential Weather?

So yesterday on the train back in the evening, I read that the capital is expected to be buffeted with blustery conditions - gusting winds, torrential icy rain, sleet. Pretty poor in other words.

So, I ask myself, just why was I playing football in this? For what obsessive pride or point to prove was I running around in this?

It's beyond me.

Gosling & ITV

The most entertaining bit of football in recent time is the comedy of the completely unscheduled ITV advert break, causing a large amount of hilarity as the only moment of incident in around an hour was, as a result, missed.

However, we still saw the replays of Dan Gosling's dramatic winner. An appropriate reward and good finish to five very tough matches. Villa will be a challenge in the next round, but getting there was a huge step.

One way street

This is a comment I've made before and a comment I almost certainly will make again, considering how this is by no means the first time it has happened.

However, I'm starting to get pissed off with one-sided friendships and the equivalent, where I wonder just why I bother even putting in effort. It makes me wonder at some points how much people are just trying to be polite.

I'd frankly find it a lot simpler and easier, as well as far more honest, if people had the decency to at least tell me to my face not to waste my time. Because right now, I'd rather not do so, as I've had enough.

Perhaps playing the role as second-tier backup is my natural personality, but I'm going to be damned if I at least don't know it.

And yet they keep doing it ...

We all know that, according to cliche, playing badly and winning is the hallmark of champions.

So considering that, knowing how incredibly poorly they've been playing and yet still somehow picking up three points, just why are Aston Villa not favourites for the title?

The One Thing ...

Typical, today I went into work without having done my hair. No idea why - I simply forgot, and didn't notice until I looked in the window of the bus and realised that I'd forgotten.

And four people ask me, separately, if I've done something different with my hair!

Arrgh! No! Just forgotten!

Odd, anyway.

The Week of One Man

The dust is still settling on the Obama presidency as it starts to take hold, but there is still the sense of momentous change because of it.

What is most striking is the change in attitudes, in societal norms. It was touched on in the inaugaral address, but the sixty years ago that his father may not be allowed in some restaurants is not the entire story. Only 44 years before this election, for the election of Lyndon B. Johnson, black Americans were still denied the vote. And now there is a black president. It is hard to envisage a more fundamental underlining of the change that has transpired in the intervening years.

I wonder how long it will take here - a nation equally thought of at the forefront of such matters. I suspect it is not just around the corner that we will have a black prime minister, or an asian prime minister.