Blog Holiday Special: Meetings in Paradise

 Fine sand is trickling between my toes but my brain is tick-tick-ticking like a biological clock. It was only this morning on this island paradise that I witnessed a scene that made my blood run cold. Through an open door in the lobby, I caught a glimpse of a long table set with pads of paper for a meeting, and a flipchart ready for the day's first presentation. Yes even here at the ends of the earth, the world of corporate meetings is hidden behind only the flimsiest of doors.

Louis Macneice famously wrote in his "Snow" about cruel juxtapositions - the bowl of roses while outside the snow. He knew too well that you can run, but you can't hide from the real world.