It is one of these Friday evenings of this never-ending lock-down. I am calling it a week and looking forward to a relaxed weekend with no major highlights but the usual sports and calling of friends and family.
My wife, on the contrary, is loaded with energy. I watch her…
A short essay on crises in life
The poem of Rudyard Kipling If hanged above the desk in my room. Next to it, I had posters of rock bands and sports cars. Poetry was not part of my interests then. Instead, and like many other boys my age, Hard Rock…
Reminiscing my Lebanon in Franconia, Germany
It’s 11:00 AM on a rainless Sunday between March and November. I rush some last-minute checks on my road bicycle and gear, before starting my most extended tour of the week. My wife comes to wish me a safe ride, and to check how…
How brands in the consumer goods industry strive in hostile environments.
Why bullshitting ourselves and the others don’t work anymore?
On a Monday evening last September, I returned home to a quiet and lonely place. Early morning, my youngest son had left to start his studies in a small city…
Emma*, Anthony and I.
“We don‘t see things as they are, we see them as we are.” (Anaïs Nin)
Our canteen has nothing to envy to a spa restaurant. It is spacious, has plenty of daylight, a terrace, a pond, and a large garden, all in the middle of meadows…
HOW NOT TO GET CONSUMED BY BUSINESS TRAVEL
And how to make it enriching!
Lessons from being often on the move
It‘s 4:00 A.M. I run the last routine check at my hotel room in Tokyo. I want to be sure that I am not leaving personal stuff before heading…
