Giving thanks, and staying hopeful 

I’m surrounded by colleagues, friends and family who will all be celebrating Thansgiving today. Whilst the food preparation photos have my mouth watering, the sentiment is more powerful this year than it has ever been before. 

Since Keir came in to the world, I am much more aware of how fortunate I am. I have a loving and generous partner, a strong supportive family, fabulous friends, a great job with warm and smart colleagues, a lovely home, and of course my beautiful baby boy. The past 12 months have been wonderful for me and my family and I am so incredibly thankful to be experiencing such joy. 

But 2016 has also been confusing. Brexit, Trump, Russia, the ongoing crisis in Syria, the increase in climate change deniers….. 2016 hasn’t been a good year for those of us who believe in inclusivity, openness, equality, interventionism. Just as I feel total and utter joy at bringing a new life in to the world, I feel fear and despair at the world around him and what the future holds for the world he will grow up in. 

I’m still hopeful. I still have a positive outlook. Why? Because I know too many people who fundamentally believe in the same values as I do. I know too many people who will stand up and be counted in opposing hard right forces both at home and abroad. I’m thankful that they will stand up and be heard. 

I don’t believe we are the minority. We may not currently have the loudest voices, and we may not be being heard by voters. But that just means that now, more than ever, we need to work harder,  we all need to stand up and speak out loudly and clearly whenever we see hate being spread. 
So thank you. To my family, friends, and colleagues wherever you are, for being part of my life. For enriching my days. But most importantly, thank you in advance for all that you will do in the coming days, months and years, to keep the world safe and to fight for the things that matter most. Love, equality, fairness, understanding, tolerance, respect….. family in all its beautiful forms. Thank you. 

When there is no ceiling, the sky’s the limit

The time has come for America to decide. The choice is clear. Take another leap forward in showing the world that equality is closer than it has ever been, and that no matter who you are or where you come from you can be whatever you want to be. Or, they can choose Trump and the whole world will be fearful for the future. 

This video takes you on Hillary’s journey. I cried. She has worked hard, never given up, and never presumed anything. She is a role model and an inspiration. Let’s hope America makes the right choice tomorrow. 

The future of work

During my maternity leave I’ve had the chance to reflect on the changing working environment. There’s a lot of talk about flexibility, but it is very difficult to find businesses or organisations who truly embrace and encourage flexibility. 

Outdated working environments stifle creativity and flexibility.  Allocated desks. Landlines. 9-5 in office hours. Hierarchy. These all contribute to old school attitudes. 

Now don’t get me wrong, many people cling to these things as solid foundations. They make the workplace feel comfortable and safe. Some of them, like my own desk, are things that I value. But do they really set the right environment for doing the best and most exciting work? Does it empower people to be masters of their own destiny? Does it make people accountable for themselves, their teams and the quality of the output?

The workplace of the future, in my view, will be less static and more fluid. There will be less rules and more accountability. Costs will be lower so rewards can be higher. There won’t be talk about work/life balance, because work and life will blend seamlessly to create a happy and healthy workforce. 

The reason so few businesses and organisations have achieved this is because there is a fear of the unknown. A lack of trust and a nervousness that some employees might abuse the system. And a desire for senior management to be able to see, organise and control what goes on in their organisation. 

So my 3 commitments as I return to work as a senior leader are:

To listen more: What will make work more enagaging, more fun, more seamless for everyone. 

To be braver: Break down hierarchy and barriers, interfere less, encourage talented colleagues to be masters of their own destiny, say YES even more than I did previously. 

To lead by example: work flexibly, be accountable, reward the right behaviours, attempt to blend work and life seamlessly and hopefully get great results along the way.

My return to work is exciting, but it is also daunting. How will I achieve everything I want to at home and work? Flexibility is the answer and the future is really only ever a day away.

Another referendum…. please no!

I don’t know about you, but I am electioned & referendumed out! 

I’m sick of of being on the losing side whether that is in Labour leadership elections, general elections, or referendums. I seem to be in the minority in all of these recent contests. 

The last time I was on the winning side was the Scottish referendum. And although we won the vote, we didn’t necessarily win the argument. 

The referendum was ugly. It showed a side to Scotland that I don’t want to ever see again. Families and friends were torn apart over it. So Sturgeon’s announcement today made me groan in despair. At a time when we are going through huge constitutional change with Brexit, she is just throwing more fuel on the fire. This will only further destabilise our economy and make businesses have even more doubts about their future in the UK. 
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-scotland-scotland-politics-37634338

I fear that the time for reasoned arguments and logical discussion has long passed. Truth no longer exists in British (or Scottish) political discourse. I’m afraid that we will look back on this time in British politics as the moment we lost our economic, cultural, and political standing in the world. The fact that we’ve done it to ourselves is just horrifying. 

I hope this announcement is just political gesturing from the SNP and this will be kicked in to the long grass. But I doubt it. 

My son is growing up in a time where the majority seem to feel that division and isolation is the way to make Britain, or Scotland, a better country. I’ll do everything I can to teach him that this is not the way. Being open, generous, and embracing globalisation is the way in which to achieve a better society. I hope he listens, and I hope by the time he is old enough to make a difference that it isn’t too late!

Returning to work

I love work. I always have. So maternity leave was something I was nervous about. I was worried that my brain would turn to mush and I’d be bored. Oh, how wrong I was. 

I’ve enjoyed every minute of my maternity leave so far. My mind has developed and been tested in new ways as I’ve found my way as a mother. My son is anything but boring. He is fun, engaging, and sometimes challenging, but never ever boring.


I had intended to have 4 months off, use my keeping in touch days to stay close to the business, and return full time in November. But after a challenging birth, and loving spending time with boy, I decided to propose an alternative plan to my employer. 

The older you get, and the more senior you are, the more confident you sometimes are at being master of your own destiny. At asking for what you need. At knowing that there are multiple ways of working that benefits both you and your employer. Flexibility in the workplace, both day-to-day and in life changing moments, is essential to an engaged and high performing organisation. So it is in an organisations interest to make unusual requests happen. 

So I return to work in November one day a week until the end of the year. And then full time from January when my husband will take 2 months of shared parental leave. I think our son is getting the best of all worlds. 

Of course, my employer will get more than one day a week out of me. I can’t help myself. And with my handheld device I’m connected to the agency, staff and my clients whether I’m physically in the office or not. But with this arrangement I feel I’m going to get the quality time I want with my baby, whilst also being able to have a positive impact at work. 

I’m grateful to Ketchum for accommodating my request and embracing the flexibility. I’m excited to show that this sort of arrangement can work. I’d encourage other mums returning to work to think about an integration plan. And for anyone who wants to take a career break, or re-look at how their working week unfolds, anything is possible. Just make sure that you consider the value to your organisation as well as yourself. 

Mulberry madness

I couldn’t believe it when my friend, Laura Oliphant, shared this article with me yesterday. 
http://www.standard.co.uk/news/london/mother-with-newborn-in-harness-was-banned-from-entering-mulberry-handbag-sale-a3363816.html

First of all, a baby harness is not a bag! A baby is not a possession to be put in a bag. A baby is a human being who needs tender love and care, and who’s mother (or father) should be able to go about their day without this level of discrimination.

I’m sure this wasn’t a Mulberry policy, but their employees not using their basic common sense. Given Mulberry’s target  audience is woman of childbearing age they would be alienating a large chunk of their segment if they kept this up. 

I know from my own experience that when a retailer or restaurant is baby-friendly and helpful I spend more of my money there. But when I get a frosty or bad reaction I don’t ever return. 

Training staff in how to be kind and courteous is key to all retailers. Teaching them to use their common sense is more difficult, but these sorts of mistakes can do fundamental and long-term damage to their brands. 

As a big fan, and regular customer, of Mulberry I’m so disappointed with this story and I hope they contact the woman involved. 

My love is like a red red rose

My son is the love of my life. I’m not at all embarrassed to say that. He lights up my every moment. He makes me want to be better, to succeed, to change the world to make it a better place for him. 

That’s why I can’t support the Labour Party any more. I simply don’t believe that having Jeremy Corbyn as Prime Minister, or Labour running our country, could in any way be good for my wee boy’s future. 

Why? Because they want to take our country back to the 70s, not forward to 2017, 2018, or indeed 2025. They don’t believe in wealth creation. They don’t believe in enabling and celebrating individual or collective success. They are anti business and anti globalisation. They are anti-interventionism, and have dodgy ‘friends’ in some of the world’s worst organisations. John McDonnell is a bully. Diane Abbott is at best stupid. And Corbyn is a puppet for the hard left, most recently speaking at an SWP event!

I used to say I couldn’t vote anything but Labour. That my blood was red for a reason. That I loved the Labour Party like I loved my family. But as I’ve grown up. As I’ve become a boss and a mother, I’ve realised that choosing the person to be Prime Minister and the Party to run the country is a big responsibility. It can’t come down to blind loyalty. It has to be about the political vision, the personal leadership, that is on offer. It has to be about who is offering job security and educational opportunity. Who is balancing economic growth with a strong welfare state. Who do I believe, when our country is in danger, will protect us and the rest of the world. Corbyn and the Labour Party he is leading is not the answer to any of the things outlined above. 

So the obvious question is who will I vote for? And the honest answer is that right now I just don’t know. Locally, in Haringey, I will vote Labour. We have a strong sensible Labour Council that is investing in our community. But at the General Election I will have to actually read the manifestos, listen to the speeches, and for the first time in my adult life I will be one of those fought over floating voters. Unless, of course, Labour finds its purpose (and a new leader) before then. But I won’t hold my breath.