Category Archives: Work

Higher

Posted on 29 April 2024 by rpg

This is a cross-post of something I wrote on LinkedIn. One of the most fun projects I’ve been involved in was the series of global Annual Brand Meetings we ran for a client. In partnership with the client we would … Continue reading →

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Opportunities

Posted on 29 February 2024 by rpg

It’s a horrible word, redundant. ‘No longer needed or useful; superfluous’. I don’t feel superfluous, but have to admit to feeling a little less than useful. Some people have been very kind, noting my efforts to continue to support my … Continue reading →

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Girls on film

Posted on 13 January 2022 by rpg

You will remember, in the Before Times, how Professor Robert Kelly’s interview with the BBC was photobombed by his children (and how ninja-ly his wife, Jung-a Kim, rounded them up). Even then I thought how very humanizing was this little … Continue reading →

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Clampdown

Posted on 15 April 2020 by rpg

“ Hey Mike. Mike? Mike. Mike, can you hear me? Cannn youu hearrrr meee. Yes, I can hear you, but I don’t think you can hear me. No I’m not on mute. Have you got your sound up? Better? Good. … Continue reading →

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Back in the USSR

Posted on 30 March 2017 by rpg

Last time I was here, I made a comment about how I hoped things were going to get less busy. Yeah… that didn’t work out too well. Since January, I have been on six overseas work trips. The most recent … Continue reading →

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Hard Day’s Night

Posted on 3 January 2017 by rpg

Last year was mental. Back in December 2015, with about about 10 days’ notice, a colleague and I flew to Orlando on a Sunday lunchtime, ran a meeting Monday morning, and flew home Monday night. That was just the start. … Continue reading →

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Get off of my cloud

Posted on 26 January 2016 by rpg

In my previous life, I pontificated on the etiquette of iPods and in particular the signals that earbuds send out. My central thesis was that if you were foolish enough to approach someone at the lab bench who was wearing … Continue reading →

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On the troposphere

Posted on 15 December 2015 by rpg

The second best thing about flying to the US on business is the views you get on the way. The best thing about flying on business to the US is, of course, coming home

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On meetings

Posted on 5 January 2015 by rpg

Six years ago I found to relatively easy to tell my mother what I did for a living, if not exactly explain it. I could wibble on about actin polymerization and spaghetti, or messenger RNA export, or why I’d spent … Continue reading →

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On leakage

Posted on 19 June 2013 by rpg

Apparently there’s a word for it. I did it once, when I went to work at a small (and doomed) startup company in Cambridge, back in the tail end of 1997. I did it again four and a bit years … Continue reading →

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