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New job

April 1. An inauspicious day to announce news of my job.

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Why commute first class?

Once again, I find myself grappling with life’s many unanswered questions during my morning commute. I’m on the 0837 from Hither Green to London Waterloo East. It’s a packed train but I’ve betted on the last carriage having a few free seats. When I stepped onto the train I discover there is one, but it’s…

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Break with convention

Convention has it (I’ve always thought) that every new working day should see me sporting different attire. Back in the day when I was a IT boy, this meant wearing a different shirt and tie every day. It wasn’t long before dressing for work became an automatic process, completed in a dimly lit room. Little…

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The secret to a relaxing holiday

My iPad is littered with previous attempts at writing about my personal problem with email. Those draft posts go on for way too long. Brevity is the key. Previous holidays me and the Significant Other have been on have seen us engage in an ongoing battle to keep me from my work email. For the…

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New Desk

Not only is it BBC Radio 3’s birthday today (offering up the chance to offer a belated birthday wish for the defunct Light Programme which preceeded it) but it’s also the day I move officially to my new desk. The previous incumbent’s abandoned paperwork has been positioned somewhere away from me and I’ve taken up…

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Taking a break from the media

We all need to get out for a bit from time to time.

A bittersweet photograph?

A moment in time. A key moment in time.

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Well, well. This is an unusual feeling.

Inadvertently and unexpectedly prodded by a tweep, now seems the time to make a smallish announcement about work. In the next few weeks I’ll start a new job at the BBC. For the moment at least, I’ll be leading the delivery of the BBC’s corporate website. I’ll be picking up the ‘workstream’ newly anointed BBC…

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What I Do: Video Production

The first in a series of posts detailing what it is I do at work.

#bbcsms: The next big goal

I spent a good deal of my time at Eurovision in Dusseldorf last week unsuccessfully providing a concise explanation of what it is that I do at the BBC. The first person who asked me got a blow by blow account. It when on for hours. Colour drained from the poor guy’s face. When the…

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Doctor Who as Gestalt Therapy

One method of Gestalt therapy constantly relied upon during my four years being sheep-dipped in the process, was identifying present-day emotional reactions to things going on around me by recalling similar emotions experienced as a kid. The thinking being that if we can trace a path back to the first time we experienced an emotion…

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Is this the thing?

In a week where cuts to BBC Online have been uppermost in mind – and, what creative opportunities might await in the future given the corporation’s change in strategy underlined by Erik Huggers’ announcement – a couple of hours spent in the company of video journalists has transformed my mood. It’s also given me an…

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Fork in the track

Commuters congregate on the footbridge whenever the London bound train due at platform 3 fails to arrive at the time the display board says it will. We all reckon we know how long a minute’s wait is. And if we end up waiting five in our real time for every two on the display board,…

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Remember to fill the hole

I learnt today that a BBC colleague had after five months of serious thought signalled that he did not want to make the move from West London to Salford. What this effectively means is that he’s taking redundancy. He’s off. I don’t know his reasons. I wouldn’t pretend to either. His reasons – like the…

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Thank God that week is over

This week hasn’t been the good start to the New Year i had hoped it might be. In fact, its turned out to be the most horrible I’ve had in a long while.  A lot of it is self-inflicted. I’m a reflective kind of person. I can tap into melancholy as quickly as whipping up…

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