Old skool.

For various logistical reasons, that I can't go into, we had a future planning day with one of clients in a small hotel in the Shires. It was like going back in time. Which was ironic given the subject matter of the day

Professional as ever, we managed to keep the past out of the future, yesterday; so to speak.

Neil addresses the lime cordial question here.

Comments

[Will]

What was the outcome of the lime cordial question?

And which Shire? God's own county, Worcestershire?

[Colman]

Oxfordshire.

Re the cordial, we decided that you only get it in those types of meeting rooms.

[beeker]

That's wrong. You find it in my house. And my house isn't that type of meeting room. Or any type.

[Colman]

What do you do with it?

[dan]

where in oxfordshire? and did they have fox's glacier mints to go with the cordial? those rooms usually have boiled sweets of some description, and big golden ropes that tie the curtains back.

[Colman]

I can't remember, somewhere near water, or maybe that was rain.

I don't know. North?

[Seb]

I have seen hell and heaven of meeting rooms. Hell was like "Drinks? You want drinks? You're not here to allay your thirst. You're here to work". Heaven is the fridge at Google. They have every drink from a myriad of different waters to coke and innocent. Sometimes we just schedule meetings there because we're thirsty.

[Colman]

I should visit Google. I could get a drink and say hi.