‘took a break from the office this evening to wander down and watch the sun set over the Harbour. A nice, changing rehearsal space to see what might be composed from light, reflections, and colour.
Archives for July 2016
Building professionalism
One of my objectives for the coming months is to hand off executive authority for running the in-market businesses to folks who have the experience and connections to do it well. I have never run a sales force or a marketing campaign, and, while I’’;m sure that i could learn, the inevitable mistakes would cost time and confidence. It’s better to focus on what I do best, bridging innovative product to clinical customers.
I’ve been fortunate to bring good operations people on-board, and I’m trying to support their working style. We need to become a more professional company, and successful funding rounds finally give us the resources. So, we’re implementing core offices, IT services with electronic calendars and shared addresses, improved purchasing systems, inbound marketing in web site upgrades, and employee contracts with pensions and share schemes.
It’s more to coordinate, so communication tools beyond emails and skype are being considered. I traditionally work from paper notes, consolidated into to-do lists, and cocktail-napkin sketches of project plans. T
hey are idiosyncratic notes to myself, and there are calls to be more standard and transparent in making time and budget commitments, and more accountable for slippages .
I bristle a bit at the implied judgement of ‘overrun’ or ‘slippage’: we work hard and take good decisions. The wise choice can be to invest in people, time, or tooling that ensures better outcomes. I’m not going to pad schedules and budgets to give myself cover, But am learning how to talk positively about deviations while biting my lip over the language used.
One executive requests plans in the form of to-do lists, with dates and names next to each item.
I think it’s an awful way to communicate process and progress. At a daily level, items are too numerous and dynamic to spend time updating, reporting, and defending. At a monthly level, they amount to a disconnected wish list of idealized targets. There are milestones, but they are few and fit within project narratives.
I prefer simple Gantt charts, laying a half-dozen streams of activity in parallel with dependencies defining the milestones. If work stops when raw material runs out, then getting replenishment budgeted and shipped is a key event to monitor.
If submission of a regulatory file starts a clock to market introduction, it focuses people on bringing together the component tasks and parts.
Moving all of this from Excel into a formal tool like Project has been difficult. The structure falls apart as we move bits, and the output doesn’t fit neatly onto A4 paper. Another executive has advocated a ‘Slippage chart’ showing deviations instead of plans: it proved counter-intuitive
and folks have requested a simple project chart.
It’s all growing pains as we adopt professional standards and tools. We’ll settle into methods that work for us. A simple Gantt chart, clearly communicated in meetings and updates, with dependencies driving milestones and to-do lists, seems to work best at present.
Now if I could just make peace with my electronic calendar over my paper diary.
Tapestries
1972 seems a long time ago. But, Sunday night. in Hyde Park, it was only yesterday.
1972: 44 years ago. I was a late-night DJ in the south tower of Neely Auditorium, taking requests on the graveyard shift, midnight to two. Requests would come in, sad people wanting plaintive songs. Tapestry: Will you still love me, You’ve got a friend, So far away.
2016: Carole King played to over 55,000 people in Hyde Park last evening, the first time she’d ever done ‘Tapestry’ live. We were off to her right, half-way back. It was a lovely show, she had enthusiasm for the work and affection for the crowd. The evening was warm and the shifting hues of the sunset mirrored the crowd, who sang along with every track.
I used to wonder where the boomers would find their role models as they grew older, those who kept purpose and dignity. Unexpectedly, it seems to be among the singers, who retain their voices, their poise, their humor, their relevance well into their 70s.
Among reviews, the FT, ironically, captured her best: ‘bouncing up and down on the piano stool, hair flying’, ‘“Up On the Roof” made the most of a summer night, and a final reworking of “You’ve Got a Friend” included the line “I love you, England”, at a time when England needs all the friends it can get.
Yes, delightfully.
It was all mellow gin and tonic, delight at watching the crowd follow her, singing along with the best of the album, remembering a distant time made present. It was a thoroughly charming and happy evening together.
