Friday 30 January 2015

No. 76: Shaunna of the Shard

Yesterday, after months of planning and weeks of delays, the GWDP/Blackstone team moved into The Shard.  For the first time in 14 years I have my own office. I have got so used to open-plan working that it actually feels a little odd having my own little space to scratch and burp in.

From the 15th floor the view is marvellous. If I press myself up against the window and squeeze to the edge I can just about see the London Eye. My main view is of Guys Hospital.  Poorly people in the hospital will be able to see me slaving away. If they have binoculars they might even be able to read my emails.

I am going to enjoy this. Every day (twice a day actually) I intend to give the residents at  Guys a special performance. As I change out of/into my cycling lycra they will get to enjoy me in all my glorious wonder. I am hoping to create a following. Forget having a blog, I want YouTube fame. ‘Middle aged bloke undressing’ feels like a title that the nation wants to see trending on social media.

Completing this move was due in no small part to the perseverance and sheer dogged determination of my colleague Shauna C. She has attended endless meeting with the The Shard authorities, coordinated all the IT infrastructure (it all worked within seconds of us arriving….that has to be a first!) and has discovered a secret cafĂ© on the 8th floor that is strictly for Shard contractors only.

Apparently it does especially good bacon butties, so todays challenge is to see if we can blag our way into it for Elevenses.  

Roger L should probably also take some credit,  but since I can’t shoe-horn his name into a modern film reference (such as the widely publicised ‘Sean the Sheep’ movie), he will get overlooked this time.


I am sure he will understand. Roger Rabbit would.

Monday 26 January 2015

No. 75: Is this one of the most exciting water technologies ever?

18 months ago if someone asked me to name the three most exciting water technologies then one of my three would, undoubtedly, have been Dutch Rainmaker. This is a remarkably brilliant technology, with a name that fits it perfectly: it was developed in The Netherlands and harvests water directly from air.

Dutch Rainmaker is basically a wind turbine, which uses wind energy to generate a thermal torque which precipitates the ‘rain’ inside a specially designed reactor. Water yields vary depending on local conditions (humidity and temperature mainly; a Scottish Island is very different to an African desert!), but typically range between 5,000 and 50,000 litres of water a day from each small (c4m high) turbine.

And they do this without using any fossil fuels, and without requiring an extensive water network of pipes and pumps, or a power grid. This is, truly and totally, a ‘distributed water’ solution. It is jolly exciting. It could change the way communities get their water, in particular in the developing world.

To be fair, technology that harvests water from air is not particularly new; just look at the water vapour that is generated from an air conditioning unit. What makes Dutch Rainmaker exciting is that they are doing this at a scale never seen before. 18 months ago I was prepared to bet a kidneys that there wasn’t a desal process that could compete at this scale. Actually, I would have bet two kidneys (I just wouldn’t have said whose)

That was 18 months ago. 18 months is a long time in the water sector. Anyone who works in the water sector knows how long, slow and arduously painful it can be getting projects, especially innovative ones, to a point of closure. Many brilliant companies simply don’t make it, they run out of funding and have to fold.

12 months ago this was sadly looking like the likely fate for Dutch Rainmaker. Every time I thought of the lost opportunity a little bit of me died. However, today I was in Amsterdam (mainly to see one of the largest Data Centres in Europe; we had a meeting with 9 people speaking 7 different languages….but that’s a whole different Note for another day). I took the opportunity to have breakfast with my friends at Dutch Rainmaker. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes, Dutch Rainmaker is back, stronger and better.


It is now firmly back on my list of the top three most exciting technologies, ever.

Wednesday 21 January 2015

No. 74: Near the knuckle…

Last night over dinner, Adam Lovell (CEO for the Water Services Association of Australia) set me a dare. In my presentation today at the International Water Summit, he dared me to address a particular current major water industry taboo.

Now the thing about taboos is that they are taboos. No one talks about them. Fortunately my presentation title was ‘Lessons for the water sector from the past 500 years’ which gave me a lot of scope. Had it been on, say, leakage or sludge treatment I would have had more of a challenge. I have given the presentation many times. It basically involves me recounting interesting and amusing facts from the past few centuries.  It’s a sort of Horrible Histories for the water sector. Slotting in Adam’s taboo was going to be an interesting challenge.  

Half way through the presentation I stated that there have always been taboos in the water sector. Toilet paper was a classic example. Before paper was a commodity people used linen towels that were washed (one assumes by the servants) and then reused. Soft toilet tissues were not invented until 1936, when they were sold in Harrods for ‘gentlemen’s noses’ (one assumes the tag line ‘wipe your xxxx on this’ was vetoed at an initial marketing meeting). It was an early taboo.

Having warmed the audience up to my taboo topic, I took it one stage further: Feminine hygiene products (a shiver of nervous shuffling echoed around the room as I said the words). Sanitary towels were not invented until the late 1800s. Indeed, Johnson and Johnsons first sanitary towel, known as Listers Towels, was a complete flop because they couldn’t come up with an acceptable marketing campaign. Tampons were not invented until 1933, and even then the Catholic church resisted. Taboos have been common in the water sector.  

Having now got my audience fully engaged I was ready to tackle the elephant. ‘What about todays taboos?’ I asked.

There are still things we don’t discuss. In the Middle East the water-based post-toilet washing practice (usually involving bidets or toilet hoses) is one of the largest areas for water consumption, yet we don’t talk about how to reduce this usage. As our water resources become increasingly scarce these are some of the modern taboos that we need to consider.

To be honest, the response from the audience was very encouraging. I had a number of people come up to me afterwards and applaud my approach. I sense they were just pleased I had stopped talking about tampons.


I am not sure what my reward was for delivering my side of the dare. However Adam and I spent an hour touring the truly fantastic Sheik Zayed Grand Mosque this evening and Adam paid for the taxi. It was 15 dirhams (about $3, or £2). Fair response? Probably.

Tuesday 20 January 2015

No. 73: My Personal Tourist Guide to Abu Dhabi

What to do?: Attend the annual International Water Summit. So what it only lasts 4 days a year. That makes it all the more special. Think of it as the Middle East equivalent of La Tomatina (the Spanish festival held in Valencia every August where thousands gather to throw tomatoes at each other) but rather than throwing tomatoes the delegates throw water-related challenges.

What to drink?: Anything but the tap water. Apparently it is full of heavy metals. At least that is what I was told by a man who is shipping Antarctic glacier melt water (in bulk) so it can be bottled locally. He may have been motivated to exaggerate. He gave me a bottle which unfortunately I lost during my next meeting. I felt appropriately guilty. Not only have the earths’ resources been plundered to ship the water halfway across the globe, but I hadn’t even got the decency to keep it. Bad Piers.

Where to drink?: Rays Bar at the top of Etihad Towers. The perfect place to view Abu Dhabi at night. Try to not be put off by the truly awful puns (‘Rays Grill – the place to meat people’).

Where to eat?: The Fish Market - a restaurant where you choose your meal not by consulting a menu but rather by selecting raw fish directly from a market stall, under the guidance of a very attentive waiter. The chef then cooks it to order. Its ridiculously expensive but quite a lot of fun. That was last nights’ meal and it certainly beat tonights’ restaurant (the Theatre at Rotana Park Hotel) where, after we had been waiting for an hour to be served, the head waitress told us the chef had left the building. Heaven alone knows who cooked what eventually turned up.  

What to avoid: The stray cats outside the above mentioned Fish Market. I had to step outside to take a conference call and found myself hounded by a very loud, very insistent cat. Its wailing was so bad the New Yorkers at the end of the phone asked if I had a baby with me. When I tried to encourage it to leave me alone, by pushing it away with my foot it simply rubbed itself lovingly against my shoe. I think it could smell the fish.
                                                                                                      

For the avoidance of doubt, I was not trying to kick the cat. 

Sunday 18 January 2015

No. 72: Hello Foot, let me introduce you to Mouth

The corporate jungle can be a dangerous place. It is filled with fierce creatures. To survive one must know the hierarchy, value the hierarchy, respect the hierarchy… Only a fool lets himself get it wrong.

My reporting line in Global Water Development is directly to the CEO of GWD. My CEO in turn reports into a Senior Managing Director at Blackstone. Thus in my corporate jungle the Blackstone Senior Managing Director is a big Silverback Gorilla (not a reference to his looks, more a comment on his alpha maleness!). I, on the other hand, am a little capuchin monkey. Cheeky, cute, but with a tendency to become irritating.

Late last Friday I had an email exchange with my Senior Managing Directors right hand man, a chap called Bilal. I think of Bilal as a Silverback-in-Training. I have met Bilal twice. He is (like all Blackstone people) very bright, very focussed, very competent. Despite being a very busy man he had facilitated an introduction for me. I decided to drop him a short email of thanks.   

In my defence it was late and I had spent the day in darkest Sweden (not the natural habitat for a capuchin monkey). I kept my email short and sharp: ‘Brill, thanks for this, much appreciated’. The ‘Brill’  was an abbreviation of Brilliant. I thought this was obvious.

Unfortunately a few minutes later I got a 2 word reply, which read simply: ‘Its Bilal’.

No exclamation mark. No smiley face. No ; )  Did he honestly think I had got his name wrong? Was his email steeped with humour, anger, or just plain indifference? I decided to send a rather clumsy apology, explaining my mistake. I held my breath for the reply. This time it was three words: ‘Ha! No worries’


Phew. Monkey gets to swing in the trees for another day…


Wednesday 14 January 2015

No. 71: Today was ‘Bring a Relative to Work’ day at Global Water Development Partners.

Actually it wasn’t, but I do so like to pretend.

To have such a day would be to acknowledge that we have families and loved ones whom we care about. I am still pretty new to the whole corporate banking/private equity thing but I suspect admitting such human emotions might show a level of weakness that would be frowned upon. (To be honest, all of the people I have met at GWDP are lovely, but why let the truth get in the way of a good stereotype?)

Anyway, despite it not being Bring A Relative day I took my dad to work with me. It wasn’t just so he could meet my lovely caring delightful colleagues (I have gone too far the other way now haven’t I?). 48 years ago, when my father first started work, he slaved away in a little, hidden away, side-street near Bank tube, called Austin Friars. I learnt this over the Christmas holidays and was astonished at the coincidence as I now work in the same little Austin Friars.

Indeed, as my father described the building he had worked in I became convinced we were not just in the same street but we even occupied the same building. Just 48 years apart. 

The only way to confirm this was for him to visit the office in person. However, the opportunity to re-visit his old haunt was time limited as in 2 weeks we move into our new swanky (s optional) offices in The Shard. Today he visited the offices and confirmed that it was the same street, same building, same office….just the wrong floor. True, the carpets have a few more coffee stains (at least I hope they are coffee stains) but the basic infrastructure is unchanged (actually I think the carpets might date back to the late 1960s)

And, of course, he got to see my GWDP colleagues - he thinks they are lovely too. They also got something from his visit. They have seen what I will look like in 30 years (see attached photos). Something tells they are going to use this against me for some time to come.


I probably deserve it.



Tuesday 13 January 2015

No. 70: So just how good is Byron Wein?

Following the overwhelming feedback to Notes No 68 (copied below) it clearly warranted a follow-up.

Only Note No 49 (‘My Movember Moment’) attracted more responses, but then Note 49 was a particularly special one. It appears to be regarded, fairly equally, as a marking a spectacular highpoint/low point in this blogs short history (the view usually dependent upon the gender of the reader).

Many of you shared your views on Byron’s life lessons. Some of you even shared lessons of your own. Give me time and I will collate all these into an appropriately pithy collection, which I will publish, claiming as my own, ensuring I appear clever and far wiser than I am in reality.

As far as I know, only one person however took the time to check just how good Byron Wein was at his predictions.

That person is Frank Rogalla. Frank, for those of you who don’t know him, is the Head of Innovation at Aqualia. He is easy to spot. He is 8 foot tall, speaks 15 different languages and looks astonishingly like Christopher Reeve (aka Superman). I don’t believe he can fly, but he can see through most technical issues with a superman-like laser vision, of which I am in awe.

He also has far, far, too much time on his hands.

Frank did some research into Byron’s top ten predictions for the last 6 years. His findings, and the web links, are at the bottom of this email. The conclusion was that Byron scored between 1.5 and 8 out of 10, with an average of 4.5 over the last 6 years. I find that staggeringly impressive. Those are odds I will take.  


We have also been able to confirm that Byron is 81. He is certainly taking his ‘Life Lesson No 20’ to heart! Long live Byron!

Sunday 11 January 2015

No. 69: 145 opportunities to stay at home…

Last Thursday night, just before I went to bed, I did what most of us do.

No not that.

I checked my computer to see what was in my diary for the following day. To my horror I found that my electronic calendar had been wiped clean. There were no entries for the next day, the next week, the next month! They had all gone. Panic set in immediately. What had I done?

My wife Stella, my children, and my former PA Sarah Jane will all readily attest to my utter incompetence with IT. I had not realised that every time I entered a new meeting into my electronic diary I was doing so via the Thames Water server. Thus when Thames, quite rightly, terminated my access to their IT systems all my diary appointments disappeared also.

Upon realising this I called my friends at Thames and begged for their help. Lisa Barrett (PA to the CEO) was particularly helpful… once she had got over her (cruel, vindictive) laughter. She connected me with Ashish Ippili.

Ashish is one of the IT gurus at Thames. Over the years he has helped me many times with my IT struggles. Using the soft, patient tones that one imagines doctors use with particularly dim patients, he would explain what I had done wrong and how I could correct the data-loss/firewall breach/server crash (delete as appropriate). Seriously, I was that incompetent that people used to question whether I should be allowed scissors.

Anyway, hero that he is, Ashish solved my problem and, within a few short hours I was back in business. 145 meetings were safely reinstated in my calendar. It was only then that I realised what I had done. I had been given the perfect excuse for clearing my diary and I had squandered it. Think of all those meetings I could have readily avoided, using the honest excuse that my calendar had been wiped!   


I miss Ashish. Every business should have an Ashish.

Thursday 8 January 2015

No. 68: Byron Wien’s Top Ten Predictions for 2015

Byron Wien is awesome. He is one of my colleagues at Blackstone, although I have not met him (yet?!). He is in his late 70s (or possibly 80s) and is the Vice President of Blackstone Advisory Partners. He is a very big cheese.

For the last 30 years he has produced an annual ‘Top 10 Predictions’. This link will take you to his latest ones for 2015: http://ir.blackstone.com/news-and-views/Press-Release-Details/2015/Byron-Wien-Announces-Predictions-for-Ten-Surprises-for-2015/default.aspx. There are two reasons why I mention him here. First, alongside his list of predictions he also includes some ‘also rans’. These are the predictions that didn’t make the top 10. WATER made it in at no 11. His prediction for water is as follows:

‘11. Water becomes the central environmental issue of 2015, eclipsing carbon-caused air pollution. While a shortage of water has always been a potential problem in the Western United States, it becomes a source of considerable tension in India and China, where large parts of the population do not have safe drinking water on a consistent basis.’

I think he is right (and I am not just saying that because I am a corporate suck-up!).

The second reason for mentioning Byron is because at the very back of the 80 slide deck that was circulated with his predictions there were a couple of slides listing out his 20 ‘Life Lessons’. These are pure genius. I am still struggling with no 10, but I wholeheartedly agree with no 16. No 20 made me smile.

I hope you like them too:

1 Concentrate on finding a big idea that will make an impact on the people you want to influence. The Ten Surprises, which I started doing in 1986, has been a defining product. People all over the world are aware of it and identify me with it. What they seem to like about it is that I put myself at risk by going on record with these events which I believe are probable and hold myself accountable at year-end. If you want to be successful and live a long, stimulating life, keep yourself at risk intellectually all the time.
2. Network intensely. Luck plays a big role in life, and there is no better way to increase your luck than by knowing as many people as possible. Nurture your network by sending articles, books and emails to people to show you’re thinking about them. Write op-eds and thought pieces for major publications. Organize discussion groups to bring your thoughtful friends together.
3. When you meet someone new, treat that person as a friend. Assume he or she is a winner and will become a positive force in your life. Most people wait for others to prove their value. Give them the benefit of the doubt from the start. Occasionally you will be disappointed, but your network will broaden rapidly if you follow this path.
4. Read all the time. Don’t just do it because you’re curious about something, read actively. Have a point of view before you start a book or article and see if what you think is confirmed or refuted by the author. If you do that, you will read faster and comprehend more.
5. Get enough sleep. Seven hours will do until you’re sixty, eight from sixty to seventy, nine thereafter, which might include eight hours at night and a one-hour afternoon nap.
6. Evolve. Try to think of your life in phases so you can avoid a burn-out. Do the numbers crunching in the early phase of your career. Try developing concepts later on. Stay at risk throughout the process.

7. Travel extensively. Try to get everywhere before you wear out. Attempt to meet local interesting people where you travel and keep in contact with them throughout your life. See them when you return to a place.
8. When meeting someone new, try to find out what formative experience occurred in their lives before they were seventeen. It is my belief that some important event in everyone’s youth has an influence on everything that occurs afterwards.
9. On philanthropy my approach is to try to relieve pain rather than spread joy. Music, theatre and art museums have many affluent supporters, give the best parties and can add to your social luster in a community. They don’t need you. Social service, hospitals and educational institutions can make the world a better place and help the disadvantaged make their way toward the American dream.
10. Younger people are naturally insecure and tend to overplay their accomplishments. Most people don’t become comfortable with who they are until they’re in their 40’s. By that time they can underplay their achievements and become a nicer, more likeable person. Try to get to that point as soon as you can.
11. Take the time to give those who work for you a pat on the back when they do good work. Most people are so focused on the next challenge that they fail to thank the people who support them. It is important to do this. It motivates and inspires people and encourages them to perform at a higher level.
12. When someone extends a kindness to you write them a handwritten note, not an e-mail. Handwritten notes make an impact and are not quickly forgotten.
13. At the beginning of every year think of ways you can do your job better than you have ever done it before. Write them down and look at what you have set out for yourself when the year is over.
14. The hard way is always the right way. Never take shortcuts, except when driving home from the Hamptons. Short-cuts can be construed as sloppiness, a career killer.

15. Don’t try to be better than your competitors, try to be different. There is always going to be someone smarter than you, but there may not be someone who is more imaginative.
16. When seeking a career as you come out of school or making a job change, always take the job that looks like it will be the most enjoyable. If it pays the most, you’re lucky. If it doesn’t, take it anyway, I took a severe pay cut to take each of the two best jobs I’ve ever had, and they both turned out to be exceptionally rewarding financially.
17. There is a perfect job out there for everyone. Most people never find it. Keep looking. The goal of life is to be a happy person and the right job is essential to that.
18. When your children are grown or if you have no children, always find someone younger to mentor. It is very satisfying to help someone steer through life’s obstacles, and you’ll be surprised at how much you will learn in the process.
19. Every year try doing something you have never done before that is totally out of your comfort zone. It could be running a marathon, attending a conference that interests you on an off-beat subject that will be populated by people very different from your usual circle of associates and friends or traveling to an obscure destination alone. This will add to the essential process of self-discovery.

20. Never retire. If you work forever, you can live forever. I know there is an abundance of biological evidence against this theory, but I’m going with it anyway.

Sunday 4 January 2015

No. 67: Just call me Woody....

When I worked at Thames Water there was a running joke that I bore a passing resemblance with the actor Woody Harrelson (see attached photos). While I agree there is a slight likeness, I assumed the joke had become exaggerated for effect; I didn’t really look like him.

Last week however, on the top of a French Alp, a complete stranger mistook me for the great man. Bearing in mind he is 8 years older than me I found this mildly offensive. As I politely admitted that I was just plain old me, my brother helpfully pointed out that my Woody-likeness was with ‘his fat balding Zombie Land career-low stage’, rather than when he was slim and handsome.

In most of his roles Woody tends to play the deranged psychotic madman. That’s not me, surely? I wanted to find whether we had any other similarities. Wikipedia tells me that, aside from being an accomplished TV, theatre and film actor he is an advocate for the legalisation of cannabis. I can’t recall when I last took even an Asprin. His father was a hit man and died in prison. My father was a research analyst and is still very much alive. The hunt for lifestyle kinship was not looking good.

And then I read that he recently topped pole for The Sexiest Vegan. One of my (many) New Year’s resolutions is to only eat meat twice a week. Ok, so it’s not the full vegan thing, but I finally feel we have an affinity. I can build on this. (I am also greatly reassured that at least the vegan-community find white, balding, middle-aged blokes attractive!)

Getting ribbed by colleagues is one thing, having foreigners approach you in the mistaken belief that you are an Emmy Award winner is quite another. It got me thinking, there has to be an opportunity here…

Following an (extensive, all-consuming) internet search of Lookalike Agencies I can confidently state there is a dearth in the supply of Woody H doppelgangers. There are countless Prince Williams and Tom Cruises, but I couldn’t find a single Woody. Something tells me 2015 could be my breakthrough year.


Happy New Year. Have a great 2015.