But not before I've brought this blog up to date. I'm not doing well - the year is speeding up. Have a meeting in 7 hours and I want SLEEEEEEEEEEP. In a moment. I've hardly set foot in this office over the last month - at least that's how it feels.
Enterprise Week was fun - was at six events in London and Liverpool, talking to MPs, young entrepreneurs, enerprise graduates, GCSE students, and primary school girls. The enthusiasm and excitement from every group was infectious and I have signed up for all kinds of projects and schemes over the next year to keep the excitement going. More of these plans later.
Before that we had our last book launch of the year, waving off LEAVING, volume 5 of Mersey Minis. With the fifth volume we could launch the set in its chic PVC belt, clear, so you can see all the colours and cover illustrations. Very cute. AND we had an exhibition of all the illustrations at the same event. Lots of fun, and bundles of books vanishing with new owners - lovely.
Eleven/eleven/eleven
And now it's 10th November. No it's not, it's the 11th. Just after 11am, too.
Managed to hear the distant chime of Big Ben from someone's radio and was in time for the minute's silence. While I am not militaristic and don't think war is a way to solve conflicts, the least I can do is stand for 60 seconds to remember the courage of young men and women, and the terrible waste of life - and not just British and allied lives, but all those involved on the orders of their leaders, not to mention civilians of all ages caught up in the violence.
If anyone reads this and doesn't know what I'm talking about – it's 11 November, the anniversary of Armistice Day in 1918, the end of the First World War. The day serves as Remembrance Day to commemmorate the dead of wars of the 20th century and the 21st.
The poppy was the only flower to grow among the devastation of the battlefields of France and Flanders, which is why it has become the symbol of the dead men who fell there.
11am is the moment that people stand for a minute's silence. Knowing that I am joining millions of others for that minute is very moving - everyone has their own thoughts: of family members and friends who died, of their personal experience of war - whatever they might be.
Moments of communion are important, drawing people together in spirit wherever they happen to be, with a common intent.
Managed to hear the distant chime of Big Ben from someone's radio and was in time for the minute's silence. While I am not militaristic and don't think war is a way to solve conflicts, the least I can do is stand for 60 seconds to remember the courage of young men and women, and the terrible waste of life - and not just British and allied lives, but all those involved on the orders of their leaders, not to mention civilians of all ages caught up in the violence.
If anyone reads this and doesn't know what I'm talking about – it's 11 November, the anniversary of Armistice Day in 1918, the end of the First World War. The day serves as Remembrance Day to commemmorate the dead of wars of the 20th century and the 21st.
The poppy was the only flower to grow among the devastation of the battlefields of France and Flanders, which is why it has become the symbol of the dead men who fell there.
11am is the moment that people stand for a minute's silence. Knowing that I am joining millions of others for that minute is very moving - everyone has their own thoughts: of family members and friends who died, of their personal experience of war - whatever they might be.
Moments of communion are important, drawing people together in spirit wherever they happen to be, with a common intent.
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