Piers Morgan and IWD

Because I never watch TV and rarely read the newspapers, I pick up all the news one could possibly need via social media.

I am working with a whistleblowing consultancy, we are looking at Oxfam, various Government department ms and now Facebook. The NHS and various hospital trusts.

It is good, valuable, powerful, important work and it feels good. We have work to do and learned behaviour to change, yes you Oxfam and the automated whistleblowing helpline.

It’s good though. Piers Morgan. I don’t know whether to admire or loathe him. I think admire. He is without question a phenomenonal success in the US. He seems to be the thing I try to be, congruent as in hr has the courage of his convictions.

I am going in circles with the #MeToo which of course I support but of course too I need to support the true progress of feminism and inter gender relations.

Piers Morgan saud in the media that he thinks women should strive to be the best, regardless of gender.

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I can’t believe I actually write that. I have rather fallen for Instagram. I have been lucky enough to gave teo masterclasses on it from seasoned professionally ssionals. I play on Facebook and was largely assailed by nutters. Although some lovely people too. Twitter is good for reading the news although the discord and arguing worry me.

Instagram seems rather sweet and benign and a space to look at lovely things. Mine is a bit odd, things I dig up intermittently that interest me. I found a vlogger I believe, a live video. Then I found some more.

Sometimes my writing can be one dimensional and possibly overly serious, dusty, too dry and bookish. I love food, I love fashion and I love travel.

I decided, amongst lots of other things, I need one of these, from Comptoir des Cottonniers, a brand I love, via The Outnet.

NOT talking about politics

Despite having spent the weekend a couple of weeks ago with two charming, politically active, driven and charming hosts.

I am going to talk about serendipity. Coincidence. The more I get into it the more it finds me. For example, renting houses and men's birthdays. I will divulge more.

My hostess that weekend talked about her son and something she wished for him. I returned home to an email from her to say, she used the word 'karma' that it had actually come true.

Politics aside there is so much we can't make sense of, think about it and I’ve met a few, lots of terribly clever, ostensibly as in well educated people can’t seem to nake utterly straightforward decisions and for that matter, get along.

I talk a lot with a soon to be colleague about the NHS, where a lot of the money goes and how to fix the problems. Not the greatest challenge.

I talk a lot about food, I am really going to start getting serious about where I buy my food from and what I buy and when.

I am snowed in so am thinking a lot about my Boudicca warrior / Disney princess thing that came up last year. Clothes. I love fashion and haven’t bought any for years. Well a couple of years anyway. I am niw thinking cashmere, scarves, good socks, lovely coats, good wellies. Jack Wills basics.