Something a lot different

today as I spent all day hurtling around a little corner of Bedfordshire in increasingly high performance machinery. A guest of one of my clients, I was at Palmersport which was a fabulous experience. It is great example of taking a concept and unwrapping it from the cotton wool, enriching it with customer service and creating a business that must be turnning over tens of millions just from the core circuit.

Well done to Palmersport.

I also get to wear a 'green-ish' badge as all the cars are powered by LPG and so have ultra low emissions.

A great day out.

Yes, yes, yes!

Has it really been that long since I last updated my blog, my bad.

Having a pretty laid back week this week. Went to Yes Group North last night where I had the pleasure presenting to a pretty full house. The subject was Sticky Business, some new material I have around the emotional structure of selling and the creation of sticky messages.

A lot of this grew out of the fabulous book, Made to Stick, by Chip and Dan Heath.

Give it a read, you might enjoy it.

The story unfolds...

I now have certainty as to who my birth mother was. I now need a little progress to confirm exactly where she is. It should be straightforward as there is only one person listed on the electoral rolls of the UK that has her name!

So my history that I have uncovered is this. I was born in a Salvation Army Hostel in Elswick, Newcastle for "fallen girls". My mother was just seventeen at the time. My mother got married fifteen months later at which point she would have been five to six months pregnant with my half brother George. She was eighteen at the time. I also have a half-sister who came along four years later. When she got married she was a General Store Assistant and her husband was a 'Roll Cutter'.

My mother got married in a Catholic Church (I wasn't expecting that!) and would appear to be separated, or possibly divorced.

So it would seem she was a devout Catholic in not using contraception, however the use of absitence was clearly not one of her strengths.

The real mystery remains which is what was she doing in Newcastle (I am sure there were homes for fallen girls in Middlesborough) and how did she meet my father who was anecdotally Malaysian, definately oriental?

I will decide over the next few days what to do next.

Closing the gap

I now have the birth certificate of one of my possibles and it looks increasingly likely that I am closing the gap. Over the next day or two I will have the marriage certificates that should nail the final view.

Once I have all the information I will have to decide what to do. I will of course keep you all updated with developments.