Today I have to go to Starship Command where I am meeting a chap to provide some mentoring.
Pleasant drive across to Starship Command in the bright sunshine. Serious shunt slowed traffic around Chichester but was soon at my destination. Met up with candidate. Seemed like a nice chap who had dug himself a comfortable hole, and then kept digging and can't now find a way back out or a way to challenge himself. Aftre due consideration a discussion we came up with several positive actions that should help.
Spent whole afternoon chasing up Project Prevention group to find out why they are intent on p***ing-off my Esteemed Client. Cages duly rattled. Progress expected: none.
In the evening the Gorse Fox attended the Parish Council Meeting. A further member of the public also turned up... and business commenced. The othe MoP had some issues to raise and promptly began a catalogue of issues (which became a tirade, and almost hysteria) over the state of a footpath. SE Asia is devastated by a tsunami, Scotland is pounded by hurricane strength storms, and we get worked up about a footpath. I wish some people would get a sense of proportion.
Later, the Gorse Fox was co-opted onto the aforementioned council... so now has to behave.
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