Getting Things Done

I’m not always the most organised person, and recently it’s reached a point where it’s rather gotten in the way of a few things, not least the feeling of being rather overwhelmed by “stuff”. This has manifested itself most in my finding it increasingly difficult to simply ’switch off’ and unwind, without worrying about clients, projects, and so forth.

I’d picked up a copy of Getting Things Done last year, but not got around to actually, well, getting on with it. A problem deferred is a problem solved, for a while at least. But it’s all caught up with me, and Something Needed To Be Done.

Since moving to Glasgow, I’ve made conscious decisions to take up - and stick with - running and learning the piano. And it’s worked: In a few months it’ll be two years of running as a hobby (a surprise one at that; I’d thought it’d be a chore). Unfortunately, the general feeling of being overwhelmed by everything has started to get in the way of both enjoying running and the piano. I’ve not had a lesson in a while, and not done any practise either. So, my third life-style change I plan to stick by is one that I hope will actually facilitate more of the other activities, as well as giving me more time for Frances, the house, life in general, and actually enjoying myself by being able to switch off.

So today is The Day I start to put the ‘GTD’ approach in to action. Finding every pile of things (physically and on my computer) into an inbox, which I’ll then start processing. Simply writing down all the things that occur to me as I wonder about the house is already making me feel better, so I’m quite optimistic this might just work. And that’s before I’ve tackled my e-mail, much less made a decision on a piece of software to use (There are some very cool options with the Mac, and with the iPhone SDK promising even cooler stuff, it’s quite a choice).

Anyway, watch this space :-)

Right, coffee break over with. Back to the collecting and tidying. It’s actually a lot more fun than I’d thought… But please, don’t tell my mother….

Jury Service looms

So not long after getting a jury-shortlist letter, I actually received a Jury service citation. Whilst I’m clearly not going to go into the specifics of when or where I’m serving, I’m still very much in two minds about it.

On the one hand, I’m quite aware it’s a part of my civic duty. Indeed, I’m very curious about the process, and quite looking forward to seeing how it all works. I’ve only been in a court once before. That wasn’t a pleasant experience, as I was seeing through charges after a pissed football “fan” punched me in the head one evening as Frances and I were heading out to a nearby restaurant. I have only very slight recollections of the court itself - other than it was all rather intimidating. I’m still rather miffed I was never told the “fan” was restricted from visiting the borough in which the incident happened, and other than that he was found guilty (thanks to the police officer leading the case giving me a call), I’ve no idea what sentence was given. So I have a lot of sympathy with arguments that the legal system in the UK doesn’t put victims very high up the priority list, even if it was a relatively minor incident: I just felt like an afterthought.

I doubt it’ll be that different, at least initially, if I do find myself sitting on a Jury, but I’m intrigued by how the court system works, and am very curious about how it’ll feel to be presented by evidence, testimony’s. Whilst I’m a bit of a fan of the occasional American court drama, I’m in no doubt the process here in the UK (and, within that, in Scotland) will be very different, so quite how it works will be fascinating.

But curiosity will only last so long, and the rest of it is what’s weighing heavily on me, and making me feel I won’t exactly relish the whole experience. Even before I sit down in the room with the jurors, and have to decide matters, listen to others, make points and generally deliberate. A group of strangers with differing views, in a slightly stressed situation, will probably mean it could get a bit tense.

I’ve not been exactly enamoured by the process to date. Badly photocopied letters and bulk process the jury service seem to employ, and the expectation of wasted time (’bring something to read’ etc etc). I appreciate there’s uncertainty in it, not least they need to have more jurors available than they need for various reasons, and then there’s the ballot. So the chances of me serving are still reasonably slim. But in this technical time I’d have expected something a bit more, er, customised. Maybe even a website service. As it is I have a freephone number which I’m given to understand has a recorded message explaining who and who isn’t needed. It all feels very mass-produced, impersonal and, to be honest, ungrateful. OK, so the time-passing is necessary. The judicial system isn’t by it’s nature a swift one.

There’s also the inconvenience. I simply cannot afford to spend more than a couple of weeks doing this. In the context of the compensation forms, I don’t fall under the term ’self-employed’ (rather, I’m director of a small company, and have a salary that’s not time dependent). I’m not paid by the hour. Rather my company loses out as a result of my not being billable, not me personally in the immediate sense. The system doesn’t deal with that. So whilst my company does have insurance for this eventuality, it’s very limited. And that’s even before my clients inconvenience (Something that can’t be measured or compensated). I won’t be contactable (as I normally am) during business hours. I will have to plead special consideration if there is a likelihood of a trial going on for more than a couple of weeks, and I expect to have to do work at the end of each day to keep up with matters. Some projects and issues I’m involved with simply can’t be put on hold.

I suppose I’m annoyed too that it seems so commonplace it is that people I know here seem to have been called to serve on a Jury. It only took four years of living here before I was called. It really doesn’t speak very well of the city, unless the people I know are simply unlucky.

So I’m all a bit mixed up about it. This post is a little mixed up, which I’m not going to apologise for: It’s how I feel right now. It’ll be fascinating at first, I’m sure. Most likely frustrating (if I have a lot of time wasted, or don’t get “used” after all this build-up). Even if I do actually serve on a Jury, I’m not exactly excited by spending a lot of time with strangers in that sort of environment, with important decisions to make.

Civic duty is important to me, but - much like my experience with the courts down in London after being assaulted - I find myself feeling like a small and insignificant part of the process, and one who’s situation is different from the norm, so I risk losing quite a bit more than a few days pay. All very impersonal. Perhaps I’m simply expecting far too much of an over-stretched bureaucracy, but other than a small bit of curiosity, I’m not too optimistic this particular obligation will be one I look back on positively.

2008 Glasgow Women’s 10k

I had quite an early start this morning, as I’d volunteered to help my running club with the start marshalling at the 2008 Glasgow Women’s 10k.

I’d not marshalled before, so was quite looking forward to it. The Women’s 10k is a big event (over 12,000 participants), and while there are professional stewards and event organisers, the club has been invited to help with the start marshalling for a few years now: I was to help out with the ‘pulse’ signs (to phase the runners so the faster runners were at the front), and ensure runners weren’t moving too far forward. With a complimentary pink t-shirt (Not sure it suits me), and an impressive sounding ‘Race Official’ tag, it was all very enjoyable helping out. Nobody seemed to want any of my safety pins though :-(

After the start, and our responsibilities finished, we were free to go and watch the race and lend our support to the runners, so I barrelled over to Pollok Park to catch the lead runners pass by at the top of the biggest hill on the course (named “Sarah’s hill”). There was an impressive Elite field boosted by a number of Eritrean runners who were, I understand, seeking asylum in Glasgow, and had been invited to take part. I don’t (yet) know the winning time, but it was fast. And fellow club member Ian deserves a prize for his vocal support to all the club runners that passed by our various support pitches.

I took a number of pictures (click here) with my old compact camera (I need a new one!) during my travels.

All in all a fun day, and hopefully some great times will result for the Bella Girls. I’d hoped to get out for a run myself after getting home, but gave it a miss as I’ve not been feeling too great. Hoping it’s temporary, as I need to make some serious inroads over the next couple of weeks if I’m to get below the 45 minute time I’ve got in mind for next months Men’s 10k.

Update

Citizens’ Theatre Weblog

I’m a big fan of Glasgow’s Citizens’ Theatre, the best independent theatre in Glasgow. I’m also proud that my company is a ‘cast’ corporate sponsor, which is a small way to help them in their efforts to bring the best in theatre to Glasgow.

Discovered today that they’ve setup a weblog with news and goings on featuring. Included are some shots from rehearsals, and a trailer of the forthcoming play “Little Otik”, which I’m hoping to get along to see.

It sounds delightfully surreal, and right up my street:

A couple, desperate but unable to start a family, develop an intense relationship with a tree stump carved to look like a baby. Believing it to be real, gradually their obsession brings the lump of wood to life. As the fixation grows, so does the ‘baby’ and its monstrous appetite. Not content with baby food, it eats the family cat and then the postman. Things get stranger when the social worker arrives to see what’s going on…

Add the weblog to your feeds here: http://citizenstheatre.blogspot.com/

Why the Daily Mail is a Bad Thing

I despise the Daily Mail. It’s a horrifically biased newspaper, with a particular agenda to push (and push it it does relentlessly) that I very rarely find I have any sympathy with. It seems to relish winding up and massaging the prejudices of the people of Middle England (and Middle Scotland) who buy the paper. I believe it’s incredibly important to challenge everything that we have presented to us as fact, or as some irrevocable ‘right’, and there seems scant evidence this particular newspaper does that. I worry that the readership doesn’t either.

One of my favourite quotes, that succinctly captures my approach here, is from Mark Twain: “Whenever you find yourself on the side of the majority, it’s time to pause and reflect.”.

Back to the Mail. They’ve been doing what they, sadly, do well, and that’s misrepresent somebody. Now I’ve been interviewed for a (technical) publication on at least one occasion, and found that the words attributed to me didn’t quite match my recollection (or typical usage), and it left me with a bit of a sour taste, although I was still quite chuffed. The experience, no doubt, of sub-editors tweaking words and selecting, then condensing, my statements to make it ‘flow’ better.

But that’s one thing. Wholesale misrepresentation is another, and this seems to be something the Mail excels with. I’m angry, but not ultimately surprised (via Gordon), to read about a particularly awful piece of journalism from this excuse for a ‘news’ paper that has portrayed a fellow blogger in a particularly inaccurate way.

So, read her response, then please: Stop. Buying. This. “News” Paper.

Chlorophyll

Chlorophyll is wonderful stuff. Here in Glasgow, the first flush of spring flowers has gone, but the blossom is in full swing, and the trees are that particularly fresh green, flush with chlorophyll.

It’s a delight to see and experience, and really makes being outside special, especially with the lovely weather we’re having. I’m really hoping I’m up to running the Troon Tortoises 10k this evening. I’ve got a bit of congestion and a cough that comes and goes. Didn’t stop me having a great training session on Monday, mind, but I think thoughts of a sub-45 PB may be best put on hold just now.

On a vaguely related note Charlie Brooker is in fine form.

Running the London marathon in 2009?

I decided last year that running a marathon wasn’t going to feature in my running plans for 2008. I’d been aware of just how much training was required for a half marathon, so doing a full marathon along with running my own business, and having a life and time with Frances just wasn’t practical. Oh, yes, and given London was the marathon I wanted to do, that we were getting married the day before sort of put pay to any small notions I still had.

As my fellow running club members built up to London 2008, my appreciation of the time and effort required increased further. It’s a lot more than “just twice the distance” of the (easier) half marathon, and really tests mind and body to the limit. 20 mile training runs take a long time, and that means a large part of rare free time is eaten up for a good few weeks, and if the weather is inclement, it’s hardly a lot of fun getting out to get the miles done. The support of a running club geared up for the race would seem essential.

However, part of me still wanted to give it a go at some point. I get the impression it’s something every runner needs to have a go at at some point. Even just once. I’d also thought it’d be good to see about beating my charity total from Glasgow 2007. So I resolved a month or two back that I’d enter the ballot for London in 2009 when it opened.

Earlier this week I heard the application process had opened, just a week after the 2008 marathon finished. So to cut a long story short, and with a year and a day to go, I entered the ballot for London 2009 yesterday lunchtime.

If I don’t get through (which is likely given the huge volume of applicants for the limited number of places), I may look at a charity place, although the fund-raising required for such is a bit of a concern. Failing that, my running club usually gets a few places allocate as it sees fit (by ‘lucky dip’ last year after the Christmas 5k charity run). There’s always a big turnout at London from the club - it’s one of the clubs biggest races given the high number of ‘good for age’ runners - quite something for a club 400 miles away. But I’ve got my fingers crossed I’ll be lining up on Blackheath in a years time.

XT Wings Challenge

I previously posted that I’d been invited to take part in the XT Wings Challenge. There’s a press release about the new shoe, and the whole project. My details now seem to be on this site: the challenge widget is in the right sidebar, which you’re welcome to click on.

My challenge is as originally mentioned - to go sub-45 minutes (perhaps even 44 minutes) on the Men’s Health Forum Scotland 10k on Fathers day on the 15th June. This will be a year after my first real race (write-up here), when I came in at 53:56 minutes (I’d been aiming for the hour). The course is right through my local park, which I know very well, and is a decent, flat(ish) course.

There are 20 other bloggers involved in this project/promotion/campaign, and from a brief scan over them, there seem to be a great selection of challenges. Good too to discover a few other running weblogs too. Here’s the complete list, for some weblogger link love:

I’m yet to receive any gear, so I’ll be posting more about it as and when I get it. Rest assured I intend to be honest - I’ve not signed anything and am under no obligation to say anything in particular, other than to give it a go and see how I do.

My running club training session on Wednesday featured a 3k time trial through the park, which I managed in 12:21 (over 2.83km by my Garmin’s estimation), which gives me a pace of 04:22. Have to say, I didn’t feel too perky (I’ve not been running enough for the last few weeks), so the Fetch prediction from that time, of 47 minutes for a 10k, shows I’ve got a lot of work ahead of me.

The Grangemouth oil refinery strike

The Grangemouth oil refinery strike is now national news, and no longer a purely Scottish affair. Despite calls for people to not panic, it’s been hard to miss the queues at petrol stations, and many of them - here in Glasgow - seem to be struggling to keep up with demand. The public don’t seem to be listening, and don’t seem to believe assurances about supply. There is a whiff of panic in the air.

As Frances and I don’t really need the car at all, we’re not that bothered. Other than a trip to Edinburgh this weekend I need to make by car (the trains are appalling on Sunday), I work largely from home (or use public transport), and Frances gets the train to work. We can, and do, walk to the local shop. Living in London for all those years means a 10 minute walk to the shops isn’t the terrifying prospect for us that it seems to be for so many others who probably should know better. From comments when Frances started her new job about “will you be driving to work”, it seems it’s the default presumption up here, and speaks volumes of the distance we need to go up here to get people out of their cars.

But I digress. I was travelling over in Edinburgh yesterday, and saw the oil refinery from the train. It’s one of many impressive sites on the railway between Edinburgh and Glasgow, as the track is, I think, on a ridge, so there are some stunning views (natural and man-made) to the north towards Sterling and Perth, and across the Forth estuary. Presuming it’s not raining heavily of course.

This dispute strikes me as very unnecessary too. From what I gather (see here) it’s essentially regarding two points: The final salary pension scheme is to be closed to new employees, and there’s some change in how contributions are to be made, including employee contributions.

It’s the first point that puzzles me most, and talking to Frances last night, we both wondered who - in this day and age - is attracted by a final salary pension scheme? Most people really don’t stay in the same job for many years, so a final salary scheme is really not that attractive as it’s far less portable, and doesn’t necessarily grow in an attractive way. Frances had such a scheme when she was at Strathclyde university, and it it’s proved a mistake to have got involved in for such a short time. It also seemed to be dependent on people joining the scheme to support it, so the advice she received wasn’t very balanced.

Money purchase pension schemes, preferably ones that the recipient controls (ie. chosing where funds are invested), are often portrayed as undesirable by unions, but I suspect this is more to do with a lack of financial knowledge than anything else. Understanding financial products - equities, varying risk, fixed income, derivative products - may sound complicated, but the essence isn’t that difficult. There are risk guidelines, and simplified products of all sorts if it does prove difficult, and couldn’t/shouldn’t unions be helping their members with such financial matters? Having a pension statement that says “you have this much” is, to me, far preferable than some vague assurance from an employer I will get a pension based on my salary in 30 years time(!!). It’s also much more portable for the shifting job patterns we are all experiencing.

Maybe I’m just a naive office worker with a long list of companies I’ve worked for (even before I was freelancing). An oil refinery worker doesn’t necessarily have the same flexibility and job options that I, and others in similar professions, do. But I’m not really so convinced that is the case for people leaving school or joining the industry now, so is the union just playing this issue up? The contribution issue is more difficult, but there’s so little information available about what’s being asked (I find it hard to believe that everybody has to contribute if they’ve had a pension in place to date). Contributing is not a bad thing anyway - it’s your future after all: We don’t save enough as a nation anyway. The pension fund valuation issue seems to have been dropped, but wonder if that might be something to do with it. The costs of the strike seem to outweigh the valuation figure being disputed.

The issues of the strike aside, the affects are proving quite considerable. I can’t help but wonder if the union and the refinery company have boxed themselves into a corner they didn’t expect to find themselves in. The union had thought the threat of closure would be enough, but expected the employer to blink. It hasn’t, and thought the union would back down.

Either way, the scare mongering in the press, and the rush on petrol (despite assurances of plenty of supply) are leading to queues and shortages, which further reinforces the sense of panic. The result is that those of us living in Scotland are being held to ransom over a strangely outdated dispute regarding final salary pensions by a few thousand employees.

I’m certainly glad I don’t need to use a car very much. Whilst I certainly don’t have much sympathy with the strikers, goodness knows how people who need their car must feel…

Wiggle: They know customer service

My trusty Garmin 305 died a sudden and unexpected death earlier this month. After a great run with my running club, I sync’d up, and forgot about it. When I next went to go running, it didn’t respond, despite trying the reset buttons, and even letting it sit about for days trying to drain the battery.

No amount of button pushing, plugging in to other computers, or anything, would get my beloved little gadget working again. With our wedding rapidly approaching, I figured I’d have to deal with it when I returned from our holiday. Despite it being still in guarantee, I was really envisaging a lengthy returns process, so wasn’t looking forward to the prospect.

I’d bought the device from Wiggle.co.uk last year, so went to their returns page, printed out the appropriate forms, and posted the garmin as carefully wrapped as I could manage having misplaced the original internal packaging (but not the box). Posted it off yesterday afternoon, and resigned myself to a good few weeks without my device.

Suffice to say I was taken aback to receive a couple of e-mails from Wiggle customer service saying they’d received it (well done The Post Office for getting it there within 24 hours), and were refunding my postage costs, and - the shock of it all - posting out a brand new Garmin 305 that same day. Less than 24 hours after I’d posted it! Somewhat taken aback, I e-mailed Customer Services expressing my surprise, and they responded:

We do try and deal with returned items as quickly as possible and try and avoid where possible having to involve the suppliers. Your new Garmin should be delivered to you tomorrow.

Wow. They’ve got themselves one very happy customer as a result of that. Sure, it’s a fault with the product that’s still in guarantee, but I’m still delighted by the rapid turnaround and honest response. They could have involved manufacturers, taken a long time to process the returned item, and so on. But in choosing to be proactive, they’ve not only taken away the hassle of my dealing with the manufacturer (although I’ve heard very good things about Garmin’s repairs process), I’m left with an abundant amount of good will (so much so I’m writing this) for this company and its efforts.

I’m also in need of some new road running shoes and socks, and have lined up a basket of goodies on their website to buy in the not too distant future. So customer loyalty is ensured. Certainly, some other companies I’ve dealt with might want to take some notes…