I'm getting older, fact. I can't remember peoples names, I make funny noises when I stand up from the sofa and if I am out and about I never pass a public toilet without taking a trip. Meanwhile, I have an increasing number of passwords to remember. Not just mine, but also countless client passwords for websites and servers. Combine the two together and my future looks interesting to say the least. My saving grace is that I ...
I had a facial this week in one our beauty salons. Once again, I am reminded that many marketers and sales people forget what they are selling.
I wouldn’t really call myself a people person. I don’t like forced networking events, I’m not a big lover of parties and I’m not that keen on socialising with people I don’t know. That said, when it comes to mixing with other people, I’m like Del Boy once described Rodney…
Why not let your personality shine, rather than the insipid, vanilla-coated social commentary I see diluting my eyeballs every single day.
I just want to take one minute of your time today to tell you how much I hate being interrupted. Yes, I know you are busy, but it will only take a moment.
I don't expect Times Square or Piccadilly Circus, but that video screen in The Malls has been broken for a long time. Not to mention the resolution...
I was so naive I decided to take my two lively daughters in to town on Christmas Eve to soak up the atmosphere and get the last little bits for mummy.
Home delivery isn't a new thing. Local retailers used to do it a lot - as value add. But then along came superstores and consumerism.
I remember when I first saw the "Keep Calm and Carry On" poster a few years ago. It took my imagination straight to the Second World War. But now?
As I made my way through the crowds in the Top Of Town, I wonder if it's even worth trying to save the high street. Let's confine it to DAVE and reminisce.