
On Saturday evening I flew to Johannesburg. I hadn’t spent any time in person with our team there in over two years, so a visit was long overdue. Everything was familiar, but so much had changed. I said hello to new team members that we’d recruited over the past couple of years; I’ve spent so much time with them on Teams calls, but nothing beats meeting up in person. Our office had been remodelled, with old cafes being swapped out for new ones, and new meeting rooms created with glass and metal partitions. Businesses around our office had changed, and even the hotel that I stayed at had a new owner and a new name.
Years ago I used to fly out on Sunday night, heading to the office via the hotel to arrive there late on Monday morning. Since the COVID-19 pandemic, the flights end up getting in too late to make this work. I briefly toyed with getting up at 3:30am UK time in order to try and get the Wi-Fi working so that I could watch the first Formula 1 race of the year, but I needed to sleep. Once I got to the hotel, I tried to find out the time of the full replay on Sky Sports F1 without reading about who won, or anything else that happened in the race. This was a tricky feat that involved me squinting to try to block out any peripheral details as I searched the Internet for the information. It turned out that I had just over an hour to have a shower and grab some lunch before the coverage started again.
On Thursday’s flight home, I was woken by the captain announcing that we were 30 minutes away from landing at Gatwick. This was a surprise to everyone, as we were meant to be landing at Heathrow. An electrical substation was on fire which meant that Heathrow was without power. We landed and sat on the tarmac for an hour or so while buses were arranged to take us to the terminal. I found my bag, wandered out and found a taxi, feeling grateful that I hadn’t ended up in another random airport.
This was a week in which I:
- Put together the pack for the programme Steering Committee and ran the meeting. I felt surprisingly articulate in the meeting despite having travelled back overnight from Johannesburg.
- Spent a day in a town-hall/workshop event with other senior managers from our Investment Bank Technology team, discussing the climate emergency and how we can contribute to being part of the solution.
- Learned that a lead consultant from one of our vendors is moving on at the end of next week. It’s always bittersweet when someone leaves — you’re pleased that they’ve found their next thing, but it’s sad not to be working with them anymore.
- Had a good catch-up with our recently appointed Group Head of Non-Financial Risk, whom I’ve known for over a decade. He has a fascinating job.
- Enjoyed a wonderful team dinner at Marble in Johannesburg. We had wonderful food and many laughs, a fitting end to the major works that we completed last year.
- Attended our weekly Learning Hour hosted by the owners and curators of a Group Technology information repository.
- Got onto a running treadmill for the first time in over a decade. I didn’t feel safe enough to go running around outside my hotel and didn’t fancy the typically terrible hotel gym bikes, so this was the next best thing. Years ago, the treadmill gave me shooting pains through my knees, but I think that cycling and general fitness have dialled this out, so I was able to complete a few runs.
- Had a lovely morning run with a friend in Delta Park in Johannesburg. We had to get an Uber there and back, but it was worth it.
- Did another long run on Sunday, upping my distance to 17km. With London Wales London coming up in just over a month, I probably need to shift my attention back to riding my bike.
- Spent Saturday in Leicester, having driven my son and two of his friends up to Loughborough for their final England Athletics Youth Talent Programme session. I spent most of the day scouring record shops in the town centre, picking up a vinyl copy of Shack’s H.M.S. Fable from Rockaboom, and The Very Best of Julie London on CD from HMV.
Media
Podcasts
- John Harris’s day out in Greater Manchester talking to people that work in the social care sector is a must-listen. Incredible people on very little pay. It all feels so ridiculously precarious.
Articles
- Unbelievably, we’re five years on since the first COVID-19 lockdown in the UK. Ian Dunt’s essay touched a nerve with me.
I promised myself when it was happening that I would never take these things for granted. I would never shake a man’s hand like it was nothing, I would never embrace a friend without remembering what a privilege it was. But of course I do take these things for granted. Those promises never last.
Video
- Finished watching Severance. My annoyance with this second season dissipated with the final episode, which I loved, as it brought a lot of threads together. I suspect that by the time season three rolls around, I’m going to need an hour-long YouTube catch-up video to remind me of everything that’s happened.
Audio
- Discovered the existence of the Original Album Classics series. Three to five CDs by a particular artist in one low-cost package.
Books
- Continued reading Rainbow Diary: A journey in the new South Africa by John Malathronas. Despite having been there so many times, I’ve never really seen the country beyond business hotels, offices and taxis.

Next week: Helena Deland again.