This newsletter has occasionally been used to poke fun at our Chief Executive, Alastair Wilson. But there will be none of that today, because yesterday was his birthday. His 50th birthday. And that’s a momentous occasion. For those of you for whom 50 is just an impossibly large number and you need some greater context, here’s just how long ago this was:
- When Ali was born, man hadn’t yet walked on the moon
- England were the reigning World Cup champions
- BBC One was still broadcast only in black and white
It truly was a different era, and so we should applaud Alastair for the way he has adapted to the modern world with only minor complications. His rapid evolution would stagger anthropologists: after only half a century Wilson has developed the capacity to send a tweet with only minimal supervision. Remarkable.
Of course it’s worth noting that Ali was not the only man born in 1968, products of the dying embers of the first summer of love. Others include Daniel Craig, Will Smith and Owen Wilson, and Ali shares a lot in common with them: they were all born in 1968, for example. I’m sure there are other similarities, I just can’t think of any at this moment in time.
So, happy birthday Ali. Or HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALI, to save you having to reach for your reading spectacles.
I’m going to and hide in a cupboard now. If he can’t see me, he can’t fire me.
One of my big regrets in life is that I’ve never been to Ibiza. I don’t know why, a week of nights out clubbing and days spent recovering on the beach would have been perfect in my twenties.
Good news, however, as this week I have made up for it all by booking a trip to…Centerparcs. In January. Ok, it might not be 30 degrees and sunny but apparently the ‘Fun Pots with Tots’ activity is better than a night at Pacha and ‘Toddler Party Hour’ is the new Sundays at Space. The comparisons don’t end there – people always complain that Ibiza is horrendously expensive. Guess what, Centerparcs is too! I’ve looked online and it’s £5.40 for a pint of Peroni. So, why head all the way to San Antonio or Ibiza Town when you could go to Longleat or Woburn Forest. See you in the Aquazone…
Right then, what have I missed?
A huge thank you to Sophie for taking on the mantle of writing this newsletter for the last four weeks. It was much better than usual wasn’t it? I need to raise my game or I’ll be finding myself in the dole queue faster than you can say ‘be the change’. For those of you who happened to have subscribed to this newsletter over the last month I’m afraid that’s certainly the best it will get and it’s all downhill from here. Sorry about that.
Lucky for me that it’s a good week of news so I can ease myself back into a working routine. After all this time out of the office and with a hint of sleep deprivation I can barely type, let alone think of anything interesting to say in the newsletter…
Have a super weekend
By Tracey Ford, JAGS Foundation
One year ago I sat nervously in the offices of School for Social Entrepreneurs – applying for a place on the first ‘Power Up’ course for social entrepreneurs. I had no idea what was meant by ‘social change makers’, I just knew that I wanted to be part of this exciting new programme.
Good afternoon! A rare post meridiem Have I Got Social Enterprise News For You, as I had some VIP meetings this morning which have delayed things somewhat. I do occasionally do some work you know. After all that exertion I’m am however quite tired so may need a little rest now before going to the pub at five (I’m not even joking – turns out that having a baby is really quite exhausting. Who knew?).
An eclectic set of news this week -enjoy, and have a good weekend!