Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 28-07-2010
Category : (R)evolutionary - a novella
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Fi’s desk
When I got back to my team, Fiona, Dave and Suzy were in. Fiona however was running around frantically trying to organise herself.
I tried to sound chirpy; “Morning team! Trust you all had a good weekend.”
“Are you sitting at my desk Gordon?” Fiona liked order. Perhaps being that bit older, she was more set in her ways; she liked what worked for her and tried to keep it that way.
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Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 20-04-2010
Category : (R)evolutionary - a novella, Feeling stuff
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11th February 2008, Monday morning meeting 8:20 a.m.
“Morning Andy”, I enthused. “How was your trip to the States?”
“Morning Gordon. We’ll cover that in a moment. How was your weekend? Ready for all those unexpected challenges?” Andy strode across the room, his energy and stature belied his years – he must be due for retirement in a few years, but probably wouldn’t – lots of good years left! I responded to his light hearted question.
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Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 16-04-2010
Category : Feeling stuff, General feeling
Normally, I awake to the noise of the very first international flights lining up between 4 and 5am over SE London, some 20 miles from Heathrow. Today I awoke to the sunshine instead.
I’m sure that when we’re on a plane we are all too excited about where we are going or coming back to that we don’t consider the noise polluton we contribute to. At least for a few days, the millions of people under the flight path will have sounder sleeps and cleaner air, and the roads around the airports are quiet.
It’s also an ideal day or two to sell an airport-affected house, which is exactly what my parents are doing, having put their place on the market 3 days ago….
Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 27-03-2010
Category : (R)evolutionary - a novella, Feeling stuff
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11th February 2008, Monday morning 8 a.m.
“Good Morning Gordon, how are you this fine sunny February day?” Sue Armitage, Andy’s secretary, loved to multitask so had no problem being polite and sociable with me whilst she filed stuff away.
“Morning Ms Moneypenny, I’m fine. How are you?”
“I’m doing fine, nearly Valentine’s day.” She continued to file as she chatted away.
Sue was always a sociable soul, organised and efficient. Her knock-off Chanel suit reflected her style, yet she somehow managed to appear more informal than her attire would suggest. And clearly Valentine’s day was an added boost to her.
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Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 16-03-2010
Category : Coolness, Feeling stuff
If, like me, you back up your photos on a separate drive but think the archive and the originals may no longer be in sync, download Microsoft’s Windows tool SyncToy 2.1:
http://www.microsoft.com/downloads/details.aspx?familyid=c26efa36-98e0-4ee9-a7c5-98d0592d8c52&displaylang=en#filelist
Simple to use, FREE (my favourite price) and did a good job at making sure these match.
Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 04-03-2010
Category : Coolness, Downloads
Tags: Fisheries Management, Scottish Fishing, Tartan Trout
Over the past few months, I’ve been working with Angler’s Companions to package up years of journalism, articles and scientific research on fisheries management in Scotland. In wanting to use colour photos, graphs, maps and illustrations in a niche market, it became clear that the costs of traditional publishing just didn’t stack up. The solution was to create PDF e-books for either download or CD distribution (not everyone in the UK has superfast internet, whilst others want to have that original file on CD).
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Posted by Neil Jamieson | Posted on 03-03-2010
Category : (R)evolutionary - a novella, Feeling stuff
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11th February 2008, Monday morning 7:30am
“This is not good” I said out loud. “Definitely not good”. I had arrived at the office thirty minutes early in the hope that there would be plenty of time before the meeting to incorporate my weekend work into the report.
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