Scarecrow or Tin Man?

At the risk of sounding like a complete idiot:

I was talking to a friend the other day. Smart cookie, she is. But not academic. Never had a high powered job. Married to a man who ‘knows his own mind’, ‘calls a spade a spade’ etc. Though he is not my type, they have just celebrated 25 years together and she certainly seems happy. Anyway, we were chatting a while back, and the subject of the referendum came up. My friend said something which at the time I ignored. Along the lines of ‘Well, if (husband) were here he could explain it all very well’. Now obviously there is nothing wrong with that. Continue reading Scarecrow or Tin Man?


Opportunities are not like clouds that float in the sky. Opportunities are attached to people.

Well you don’t need to tell me that! It’s why I have been practically prostituting myself, clicking connect left, right and centre on LinkedIn even though I have only the vaguest idea with whom I am connecting. Because. You. Never. Know. Continue reading Connections

Reverse Job Ad

I drafted something for this task, but was unhappy with it.  Having slept on it, I still don’t know what else to do, so include the draft as is, below.

Partly the thing that makes me uneasy I think is the fact that I am not selling myself, not begging for something but turning the tables.  I do realise of course that this is the point. Continue reading Reverse Job Ad


I wanted to say something about networking. For me. Beyond the remit (to date) of the course we are doing, but it is relevant to my ‘journey’.

The last twenty years or so, and quite possibly longer, I have been in a bit of a cocoon. Of my own making. Or maybe not. Anyway. Continue reading Networking

Witless Princess

Tasks for this week included the Bold Request and the Reverse Job Ad.

No ideas for the Bold Request. I liked the film we were shown as inspiration. Some guy asking for things almost guaranteed to get rejections, that were often silly and funny, and sometimes surprised with a YES. I get that: that would be fun. But my mind goes blank.   Online, some of my colleagues are asking for interviews with prospective employees. For me, that feels like jumping the gun, and vesting too much in the action, but maybe I am just scared. I am hoping something will come to me spontaneously while out and about (and forgetting that I am never out and about). Continue reading Witless Princess