
Maybe I am away from home too much, my wife went shopping yesterday, apparently it is a jumper.



I have heard of these “Gold” ATM’s before but a recent visit to Leipzig Airport allowed me to see one close up for the first time. It is just like any ATM except the screen offers a variety of coins. The prices change as you look at the screen; it went up 3 cents whilst I was watching it. The machine indicated that there was a CCTV camera watching it; although I could not see it. I wonder how much gold, if any is actually in it.

I have just spent a week in the US to visit my customer’s, it is a round of lunches and dinner’s. The United States has so much choice it is overwhelming. On of the games I play is to try to order breakfast without having to be asked a question, “two eggs over easy, sausage, hash browns coffee and orange juice please.” “What sort of toast sir, white brown or sour dough?” ... failed again.
One Customer picked me up from the airport and on the way to the office we stopped at a drive through coffee shop, the fact that they have Drive Through coffee shops was amazing enough but the choice was endless. “Coffee or tea”, “large medium or small” (in that order), “How many shots”, “what sort of syrup”. “Full fat or skinny milk” etc. etc. I asked for a medium cappuccino and the assistant was waiting for the rest of the order, I said “just a medium cappuccino”, it took a while before she understood that I just wanted a plain Medium Cappuccino with nothing else. For lunch we went to a Pasta Bar, on the wall is a list of ingredients and sauces. The first question was “which three ingredients?” after some thought I went for Chicken, Mushrooms and peppers Then a few moments later “what sauce do you want?” I went for cream sauce, then it was “what sort of pasta?” I have no idea what the shapes of past are called... its all just pasta to me. I was reduced to pointing. Then finally “parmesan cheese?“ What I really wanted was a menu which I could pick a meal that suited me. I am not a chef I don’t want to assemble the food myself..... let the professional’s do it.
The next day I was in a different restaurant with a different client. I was ordering steak; the meet in the Midwest is the best in the world. I was asked how I would like it cooked and asked for “medium rare” “we can’t do that sir, will medium do?” I asked why not and was told that there was an increased chance of food poisoning from eating uncooked meat and this particular restaurant did not allow medium rare in case you became ill and sued them foe serving undercooked meat.
Choice when you don’t want it and no choice when you do. It is these sort of oddities that I love about the US!!


It’s all been airports the last couple of weeks, I have a new contract and need to open a facility in Warsaw. A typical visit is to start at Heathrow for the two hour flight to Warsaw. I am picked up at the airport by the local manager we visit possible locations for the office meet lawyers and I get driven back to the hotel adjacent to the airport. The next day it’s more of the same and then a trip back to the airport I hope to get to see something of Warsaw on one of the visits. Yesterday I spent the day in Helsinki. Once again it was an early flight from Heathrow which meant leaving home at 4AM I arrived in Helsinki at 12:30 caught the shuttle bus to the hotel for the lunch meeting and then spent the afternoon at an airport office in another meeting. The flight back arrived back at Heathrow at 9PM and I was home by 11PM, I could have been anywhere.