Three Sisters Coffee Shop and Kitchen (Fulwood) | Graham’s Guides

Yay, at last, a good local independent coffee shop.

Graham’s Guidelines* Rating (1 to 5)
Coffee5*
Food4* (see note)
Conversation5*
People Watching3*

Some months ago we were delighted to hear that one of our favourites – Three Sisters in Penwortham – were in the process of opening a second outlet within easy reach of our house.

There are several coffee shops a short distance from our house, but they are all corporate ones – 3xC and 1xSB. I don’t like the SB coffee roast, never have. The C coffee roast is OK, but it’s only OK. I can’t recall the last time I went to the SB, even though I pass it on my morning walk regularly. I reluctantly visit one of the Cs every couple of weeks.

I prefer an independent coffee shop, one that understands coffee, if they roast their own that’s even better.

Three Sisters in Penwortham is only 6 miles away, however, it is on the other side of Preston, making 6 miles a journey of more than 20 minutes drive. In the preceding sentence “more than” is a very important phrase, Preston is not designed for people who want to go from one side to the other, at any point and without warning “more than” can be “double” or even, when the M6 is closed “triple”. To put it more succinctly – getting to Penwortham is regularly a faff.

This last weekend it was the glorious open day for Three Sisters Coffee Shop and Kitchen in Fulwood.

Sue and I went on Saturday morning, and I went again on Monday morning.

The coffee was wonderful; there own roast. The cakes selection fabulous; the carrot cake lovely. The custom steady.

As you can see from the pictures they’ve created a great space to sit and relax, and also work. As well as the room in the pictures, there’s also a more enclosed quieter room further back. While I was there on Monday morning it wasn’t so busy that I felt the need to retreat into the back, but it’s nice to know the option is there.

There are several small businesses in the area and some came in while I was there, all of them enthusiastic about the new option available to them. Hopefully this results in even more custom for them.

They are doing a progressive opening, with drinks and cakes for now – lunch options and their famous cinnamon swirls on a Saturday will follow at a later date.

I really want this place to succeed. The lack of a decent coffee shop in the area has been something that has irked for quite a while. I will be back, C will see even less of me now.

Following our trip on Saturday a neighbour visited on Sunday and simply text “10/10 🥰”.

Three Sisters Coffee Shop and Kitchen
159 Garstang Rd,
Fulwood,
Preston
PR2 3BH

https://threesisterscoffee.co.uk/

Three Sisters (Fulwood)

Header Image: The view from my table, there’s another room beyond this.

My changing workplace – part 9: An “Individual Contributor” in the second half of 00s and early 10s

After a gap of 13 years, it feels like a good time to return to a series. These are imperfect remembrances of days long passed.

Time for another change of role and a change of working practice.

Having spent much of the early 00s on the road building a visiting a team across several sites in the UK a change of role brought a change of working location.

The change came after I realised that I wasn’t really cut out to be a full-time people manager. The team wanted a team leader; I was constantly being distracted by the interesting technical stuff. It was a mindset thing. Given a burgeoning list of things to do I would avoid, at all costs, those administrative ones that were really important to people. The thought of fighting with the organisation to get some training approved filled me with dread. This was especially so when the choice was between expenses and a customer with a high-priority red-hot complex incident that needed someone to dive in deep. The team deserved better than I was shaped to give them.

It was about this time that the term “individual contributor” was going through a resurgence. Here was a definition that I could identify with. There was a realisation that I didn’t need to be a manager to gain salary, achieve recognition, or any of those other reasons why people stay at their level of incompetence. As an individual contributor I could feed my family and do a job that I enjoyed.

I became aware of an opportunity to join the team that was helping one of our biggest customers define their strategy and to govern the technical side of a large portfolio of projects. Brilliant, an individual contributor role, bringing high value to an important customer, but what did I know about strategy and governance? As it turns out, I knew about as much as everyone else and while that wasn’t a lot, it was a massive opportunity to learn.

The other huge advantage to this role was the location. It was based in an office just a couple of miles from my house. Physical meetings were still dominant, but the teleconference was starting to become mainstream. These were the days when special people were issued with a conference number and a pin. If you weren’t special-enough you would have to borrow someone else’s number or schedule time using the team number. When the time for the meeting came you would reach for your desk phone, if you were fortunate, you’d put on your headset, and you’d dial, dial and dial. First was the number for the external conferencing service, then the number for the meeting, then your pin. The conference service would likely ask you several questions about the meeting and then you’d be in. If you were fortunate no-one else was using your number, if they were you’d have to politely point out that you had need for your number and that they should go elsewhere. You’d then wait for others to join which was indicated by a beep, or if you’d set it up that way, they would announce themselves with a recording of their name.

You’d have to do a rollcall to work out who you had, if it was a sensitive meeting you’d check the number of people on the meeting with the rollcall. The two never rarely first time around, so you’d try again. Eventually you’d convince yourself that you’d got the people you were expecting.

If there was a group of people in a room they would join from a spider phone from which the sound would be terrible. The meeting would be peppered with people saying “John/Mary please get closed to the microphone” or “Can whoever is eating crisps next to the spider phone please stop it or move the phone” or “Whoever is having a separate meeting in the meeting room please go elsewhere to have it.”

In the situations where most of the people were in a meeting room and you were the one who was on the phone you had no chance of being an active participant. The best you could hope for was that people would forget you were there.

The desk-phone headphones were all uncomfortable. They were made of materials that made your ears bake. They had heavy cables that pulled down on one side of your neck. The sound quality was, at best, poor. There was no volume normalisation, and you’d go from listening intently to catch a word to having your eardrums blown out by that colleague who was related to Brian Blessed.

We’ve still not fixed some of these issues.

Yet, despite all the drawbacks this was now the standard way to work in an organisation with multiple locations.

I would spend several hours of every day dialling into calls with different teams, contributing to the project or problem that they were working on.

This was also the era of the mobile phone car kit. While Bluetooth existed, it wasn’t mainstream enough to be standard in most cars. If you wanted to use your mobile in the car you needed to get a kit fitted for your specific make and model of mobile phone. Using a phone without a handsfree capability, while driving, became illegal in the UK in 2003.

As I look back on it, I see how deadly the combination of these two things was. Mobile phone access in your car, conference calls on your mobile. How any of us survived that distracted era is a miracle, several did not.

There was also a couple of changes in the major mobile phone manufacturers during this time, the emergence of the laptop as the standard device for most workers, the explosion of home internet and the growth of Instant Messaging.

However, I’m already over 1,000 words so I think I’ll leave those thoughts for another day. Oh, also, what I did and how I went about it changed significantly.

My changing workplace:

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Working Amongst the Cafe Crowd

There’s something about the clatter of a busy place that helps me see things differently. Sometimes the answer isn’t found in quiet contemplation, but in the subconscious thought of a noisy place.

I am a remote worker, working for most of my days in a room at my house. My nearest office is 150 miles and a 3-hour drive away, my most accessible office is a 2 hour and £300 train ride away. The nearest colleague, someone in my team, is a 2-hour flight away. When organizations talk about the power of face-to-face connections I am with them, but it’s not very practical in my current situation.

This morning, I woke up with a feeling I’ve had before it’s a kind of dull low-level loneliness. I look into my office and the thought of spending all day there doesn’t fill me with joy. Today was a day to be amongst people – a cafe day.

I don’t just work on a cafe day, they are wonderful days for watching people. There are a set of individuals that inhabit most cafes, similar yet unique, character and caricatures.

The first people I notice are two men who, from their demeanor, I am assuming are retired. They are sat at two different tables, looking in opposite directions as if they were school children who have fallen out in the playground. They both have caps on and are carrying little bags which I’m assuming they use to carry the phones that they are doom-scrolling through. One of them looks up from their screen, looks out of the window and stops, they stay there for several minutes, watching the world go by only there isn’t much world outside this particular cafe. I want to introduce the two of them and suggest that they have a chat. I don’t think they are waiting for anyone, they’ve been here for quite a while. I look to my side and notice another man, similar age, same doom-scrolling. Are they happy in their isolation? Is this time a treasured distraction? What wisdom do they carry around not knowing its value? What is their history? What is their future?

To my right I notice a business meeting, four middle-aged men, four laptops. The conversation bounces between football and finances. One of them is using their laptop to describe the permutations for the end of the season, who’s going up and for them, sadly, who is going down. Another laptop is constructing a PowerPoint slide with way too many bullet-points. They are all wearing polo shirts and smart jeans, the standard attire of the video conferencing home-worker. I look down at myself knowing that I am wearing exactly the same combination.

In the far corner there are four dark-haired trim-bearded men, they are a bit younger and could all be family. Their attire is black corporate work-wear with dark-gray knee-pads, I think there’s a logo on one side the chest, but it’s too far away to make out. The work-wear is clean and unscathed so it’s either new, or the work isn’t too demanding on the fabric. One of them is holding court as the others listen with varying levels of concentration. They were a little further away so I couldn’t tell you what they were talking about but I even if I’d been closer I doubt that I would have understood.

I’m not the only one clattering away at a laptop keyboard. There’s a younger lady to my right who looks like she has deliberately chosen a table that’s the closest thing to quiet in this establishment. She’s wearing the female equivalent of smart jeans and a polo shirt. Periodically she stops to read what she’s written then returns to her finger dance, her long nails clacking with each letter. She was here before me and doesn’t look like she’s leaving any time soon. I suspect that this is corporate work for her also, but perhaps she’s a world renowned hacker, or TikTok influencer? I wonder if she’s simply doing what I am doing and seeking a different outlook for a change.

Two older couples have arrived at the table next to me. One of the women is telling the others, in a voice that the whole cafe is forced to contend with, that she’s going on a cruise and has recently ordered over 20 dresses from John Lewis. Her afternoon job was to try them all on and return the ones she doesn’t like. “I’ve spent nearly £2,000 on my credit card so far. The great thing about John Lewis, though, is that you can return it to Waitrose, and it’s so easy to do.” I now know all about the way that returns are processed at John Lewis and about how quickly it works. “I’m so glad I didn’t get them from M&S, have you seen all of the problems they’ve had recently.” The other lady doesn’t look like someone who has ever shopped at John Lewis. I look at her husband and suspect that he’s never shopped at John Lewis either even though he’s in things you’d find in John Lewis, head-to-toe.

Two ladies come in, one after the other. They meet with a cheek-kiss and a genuine smile. They too have laptops, they are also going to do some work, but it looks so much more social than the other groups. They look excited about the work they are managing to get done, there’s a twinkle of creativity on their faces.

I return to my keyboard and the conundrum before me.

Thankfully Mrs. Cruise Dresses needs to dash off to do something vital and leaves the other three to a more gentle chat. Mr. Football Tables has moved on to more serious matters. Mrs. Long Nails is quietly reading. Thankfully, today, no-one is on a speaker phone. Mr. and Mr. Doom-scroller are still there, isolated by an impenetrable few meters.

There’s something about the clatter of a busy place that helps me see things differently. Sometimes the answer isn’t found in quiet contemplation, but in the subconscious thought of a noisy place.

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Less Haste, More Speed – Measure Twice, Cut Once | Working Principles

My grandma loved this saying and repeated it often. Whenever something went wrong with her latest piece of knitting, or needlework, she’d chide herself under her breath – “less haste, more speed.”

I was recently on a day out with a friend in his canal boat. Canals in the UK are a construct of the Industrial Revolution that have, in recent years, been reclaimed for leisure purposes. The one we were traveling on dates from 1792.

If you are from the UK then you know what I mean when I talk about a canal, if you are from outside the UK the header image and a couple at the end will give you a good idea.

Each of these narrow, relatively shallow, waterways were used to transport heavy goods around the country at the speed of a horse’s walk. This was at a time when the speed of a horse’s walk was a lot faster than any other way of transporting such bulky goods. We were in a small leisure craft enjoying the sunshine at a sedate 4 mph (human walking pace).

My friend doesn’t have a traditional iron/steel narrow boat, but a fiberglass leisure craft known on the canals as a yogurt pot.

I was driving and trying to keep a good pace so that we could make it to the pub for lunch. We’d recently pulled past another slower boat that had kindly pulled over for us (overtaking is not allowed) when I felt the boat veering off to one side. In my haste I over-corrected and the boat swung off to the other side. Still feeling the pressure to act I turned back the other way resulting in the boat leisurely, but forcefully, veering off into a bush on the bank with a firm stop. The strange thing was even at walking pace it all felt like it happened very quickly.

To get out of the bush we needed to reverse, slowly, make sure there wasn’t any damage, manoeuvre to the right part of the canal and then we could continue. Before long the slower boat we’d sped (slowly) past earlier was up behind us and waiting for us to get on our way. It would have all been a lot simpler if I’d driven just a little bit slower and not taken any hasty actions. Even at 4 mph it is quite easy to get yourself somewhere you don’t want to be.

I may know the phrase “less haste, more speed” from my grandma, but it’s really an old Scottish phrase according to the small amount of research I’ve done.

Interestingly I remember the saying this way around, but in the old Scottish it’s the other way around “more haste less speed”, or for those of you who speak old Scottish “of fule haist cummis no speid.”

It is a very old saying. It was documented in the 1600s which means it’s almost certainly much older than that, not too many things were documented before then.

There is a similar saying in the Proverbs of the Old Testament of the Bible making the sentiment much older still:

Enthusiasm without knowledge is no good;
haste makes mistakes.

Proverbs 19:2

It may be an ancient saying, something deeply rooted into our thinking, but it doesn’t stop us needing to repeatedly learn its lesson.

Can you remember a time when someone was criticized for a decision that was too slow?

Can you remember a time when someone was criticized for a decision that was too hasty?

It’s all a matter of perspective.

Fast sounds better than slow.

Measured sounds better than hastily.

Rapid sounds better than protracted.

Deliberate sounds better than reckless.

In my working career I’ve been in many situations where people have been desperate for a swift decision. Looking back, many of these decisions were taken in haste and would have been much better for being more measured.

We sometimes need to sit back, take a deep breath, and resist the need for speed.

Much of the time the impact of hasty decisions is minor but there are many decisions for which a correct answer is vital.

Here’s another very old saying much beloved of makers and decorators alike:

Measure twice, cut one.

(Apparently, if you are Russian, you measure seven times before you cut.)

There are many decisions that don’t involve a “cut”, but the ones that do need to be right.

Organisations can get stuck treating all decisions as the same and expecting all answers to be processed at the same speed – fast. We can do the same in our personal life when we anxiously ponder over a decision that once made can be reversed immediately while blindly rushing into other decisions with long lasting consequences.

Some organisations use a framework popularized by Jeff Bezos and talk about one-way door and two-way door decisions. The decisions with a cut are the one-way doors needing careful consideration because once made, they are made. If there were any decisions around which haste should be avoided, it is these one-way door ones.

There is much in business that is too slow, too pedestrian, but we need to be careful that our relentless drive for speed doesn’t set us on a course where we find ourselves in a bush on the canal bank.

Header and Footer Images: These are some images from the Lancaster Canal on a sunny day making progress at 4 mph.

Learn to remove – it may be harder, but the results are way better | Working Principles

I’ve worked around corporate IT systems for most of my adult life and what follows is a common, if slightly embellished, history of how organisations get into a mess:

  • We had a need for a system to do X.
  • Another team had a need to do Y. The managers of team X and Y are in different parts of the organisation that don’t like to collaborate.
  • Despite the lack of collaboration we decided that we needed some of the information from Y in X. We built another system, Z to move some of the data between them.
  • Y didn’t work very well so we built A, but never decommissioned Y. We had already added some customers to Y and it is always difficult to move customers. One customer who uses Y is particularly difficult.
  • People liked to use A so we added some customers to it, but different customers from the ones that use Y.
  • Another team in another part of the organisation build B. We then discovered that B was similar to Y but worked differently, so we built C to make them work together in a similar way to Z.
  • We then got a new leader who had worked with D in their previous organisation and have spent the last year trying to get D to work like Y, with data from X, A and B. We needed another system, E, to move the data between D and Y as an interim solution while we did the development.
  • The leader who was a fan of D has since left the organisation and everyone is unsure of its future. The technical people the leader recruited from their previous organisation have also left to join them at their new venture.
  • The team that built Y has since been allocated to other work so no-one in the team knows how it works anymore. We need Y to work, because the difficult customer is still using it.
  • We’ve recently experienced problems where we’ve been getting inconsistent results from some of these systems and it’s becoming embarrassing with our customer.
  • Given these recent issue there’s a strong tendency for action hanging over everyone and the prefer actions is to add something. “Perhaps we need system F?” says someone “I’ve used it before and it was brilliant.”
  • The reality is, though, system D will do everything every team needs and D is already being paid for, but moving everyone over to it will take work. It’s going to be particularly difficult to move the long-term middle managers over who are heavily invested in X, Y, and Z. Each team is convinced that what they do, and how they do it, is unique and vital to the running of the business.
  • No one really knows how A, B and C work and are scared of touching them, fearing a catastrophic breakage. That fear includes a fear of shutting them down.
  • Another challenge is going to be moving the customers away from Y and A, what’s in it for them? There’s also that difficult customer to worry about.
  • Perhaps adding in F isn’t such a bad idea after all?

One addition has lead to another. The result has created further complication and even more technical debt.

There were plans to remove some of the technology, but they were never achieved. The whole thing has become like that tangled box of cables you have stored away somewhere.

I’ve seen the same thing with processes with particularly experience of review processes. The story is almost identical to the above:

  • Review A spawns review B and C.
  • Review B and C spawn reviews D, E, F, G and H.
  • Review H spawns review I and J.

Each of these reviews takes an hour and 5 people (if you are fortunate) – the burden of a simple review is 50 hours without preparation time.

There’s always going to be a noisy middle manager who insists on having their own review meeting and it’s not always easy to resist these demands, but giving in to them has a very high cost.

Before you know it people are spending more time reviewing things than creating things, particularly the poor people presenting.

It is hard to remove in these situations, but the results are way better than adding “system F”. You know that taking everything out of that cable box and throwing half of it in the recycling is a much better answer than trying to wheedle out the one cable that you are looking for. You know that shutting down the spawned reviews is a much better answer than keeping them going and frustrating everyone.

Adding “system F” might feel like a better answer, but it’s a bit like eating another cookie to help you feel better about being unfit.

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What gets measured gets manipulated | Working Principles

This post portrays a fiction, a caricature. I have never worked in this organisation, but I have seen parts of it in many organisations.

There’s a much-used management saying that often get mis-attributed to Peter Drucker: “What gets measured get managed” it also exists in the negative form “What doesn’t get measured doesn’t get managed.”

This is a mantra bouncing around inside the head of millions of people and today it will be regurgitated in hundreds of thousands of meetings.

Somewhere in the world, right now, there is a team of people meeting together who have been given a problem to solve and one of their first tasks will be to get the data together.

“How often has this happened?”

“Who has this problem?”

“What is the evidence for this problem?”

Somewhere else a team will be trying to work out how they complete a task, run an operation, define a service level, design a sales campaign, or any one of a thousand scenarios. In each of them somewhere conscious and subconscious will be the phrase “What doesn’t get measured doesn’t get managed.”

To many this is known as the understanding phase, or the problem definition phase, sometimes it’s known as the fact-finding phase. In this time of chaos people need information to help them to make decisions and take actions.

This is where it can all start to go a bit wonky. Somewhere in the mind of one of the meeting participants is another phrase “How are we going to measure success?” This question is followed by an equally wonky question “What are we going to report to the management?”

These two thoughts coalesce together into another thought “We need a metric.”

Not “some metrics”, not “a balanced scorecard”, not “metrics and observations”. That’s all too complicated for “the management”, they are too important and too busy to cope with anything fuzzy or squishy, they need a metric.

Once the team has a metric they can create dashboards, draw charts, create RAG (Red, Amber, Green) status charts. They can show that all of the effort is producing results because the metric says it is. The team is a success because you can’t argue with the metric.

The team looks around to see what the metric could be. Measuring overall business value is too difficult, too abstract, but there is a metric that can be used. This metric is easy to collect from the systems available and doesn’t require any complicated analysis. If the team focuses on this metric then it’s “guaranteed” to increase the value to the business, isn’t it?

And thus the task is set: the metric will be communicated, a dashboard will be built, the metric will be reported, the metric will be reviewed, the metric will be served. There will be consequences if the metric doesn’t go in the right direction.

Unfortunately, no-one in the team has given any consideration to the law of unintended consequences. The metric has been chosen without any consideration towards the people factors involved in the metric.

The communication of the metric begins “Reducing/increasing the metric is our highest priority.” The organisation has been set a new focus and the new focus will be served.

People’s focus switches to the metric and away from all other metrics. One unintended, but inevitable, consequence of an increase in focus on one area is a decrease in focus on all other areas.

Middle managers suspect that this will be another one of those short-lived initiatives so look at ways in which they can influence the metric without doing too much work. As they analyse the metric they realise that there are several factors involved in its composition.

These middle managers are wily operators who’ve seen this show before, they know that there are things that they can do to manipulate the metric.

They instruct their staff to enter details onto the system early/late so that the next collection of the metric is higher/lower.

They look through the list of things that are included in the metric and reclassify work into/out-of the metric.

They split/join records in the systems so that the metric is again higher/lower.

They start to record some records in an excel spreadsheet away from the corporate system to serve the metric.

They shift their focus away from the big things that only influence the metric a small amount onto the little things that influence it a lot.

They move staff away from work that doesn’t influence the metric and onto metric changing activities.

These middle managers are careful though, they don’t use all these measures from the beginning. They know that the metric and how it is shown on the dashboard will need to continue to change. It’s not enough for the metric to change once, it needs to change every week/month/quarter. The dashboard needs to move from red to amber to green. It can’t suddenly go green no-one will believe that. They sandbag some of their manipulations for the next iteration of the metric.

Steadily the metric begins to move. Everyone involved waves their hands in the air and cheers the success.

The team is seen as a huge success and is moved onto another project/problem/etc. where they again analyse the problem, define a new metric, and develop a new dashboard. No one visits the old dashboard anymore. The senior managers cancel the review meetings for the original metric, it’s still collected but it’s ignored. Everyone’s attention has moved to the new metric, the new dashboard and the new meetings.

Only a few people notice the irony of the attention given to the original metric being the cause of the new problem and the need for the new metric. The new metric, again, ignores the human aspects.

Beware of the metric – cave de metrico.

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Organisations think at the pace of their product life cycle | Working Principles

I have worked with many different organisations, mostly businesses, in many different sectors.

In that time, I have noticed this general rule: businesses think at the pace of their product life cycle, in everything.

Where this applies to me is the knowledge that there isn’t a pace at which organisations think about their IT, organisation think at their pace a pace that is set by their product life cycle.

I first noticed this when I switched projects between two organisations in two completely different sectors. The first organisation was a utility engineering organisation where the product life cycles could be measured in the decades, the second an advertising and marketing organisation where they were launching products all the time and campaigns might only last a few days. One was purposeful and methodical in its adoption of IT and consumption of change, some would say, slow. The other was all about action with quick fire decisions made every day, and the worst thing you could do was not act.

I’ve since observed different organisations in different arenas and found this rule to be generally true (with some exceptions of course).

Manufacturing organisations where the life cycle of the product is 20+ years think at a similar pace to financial services organisations that focus on long life cycle products like pensions.

Consumer insurance companies can be launching new products all the time and think at a similar pace to a consumer technology organisation.

Deep in the back office of these organisation you have the corporate IT team, which itself has a desired life cycle and a desired pace. There is some flexibility in that pace, but there are huge external forces defining the minimum pace. Security compliance demands a rate of patching and updates. Technology vendors demand a pace of upgrades to retain supportability, and profitability. The currency of skills also plays a significant part.

The person stuck in the middle of these mismatched paces is the IT manager who needs to think at two paces. They are a bit like a drummer trying to make music while playing one tempo in their left hand and another one in their right.

The current transformation around AI is, again, highlighting this dilemma.

I am sure there are IT managers in long life cycle organisations who are head down avoiding the bright young things in their own team who want to transform their company by adding AI here or by sprinkling an agent there. Meanwhile, in these more methodical organisations, the IT manager is trying to work out how to get spare parts for the 1980s manufacturing systems that keep the organisation solvent. Or they are trying to work out how much longer they will have the skills available to maintain the pensions application last updated in 1999. Over in the faster-paced organisation the IT manager is trying to work out how they get all of those bright young things to talk to each other and stop the costs ballooning.

This IT manager is the same one who thought they had managed to ride out the same pressures from everyone wanting them to move at the pace of the cloud.

The life cycle correlation is often strongest in organisations where the IT department report to the VP for Finance, so perhaps it’s Finance that sets the pace?

(It’s also worth noting that both the fast-paced and more slow-paced organisations both have a problem with technical debt. One struggles to make decisions fast enough to keep up, the other struggles to give attention to decommissioning things.)

Personally, the lesson here is one of expectation. I set my expectations on pace by the life cycle of the customer product. Expecting a slow-moving, methodical organisation to make decisions fast is a road to frustration. Expecting the fast-paced organisations to consider their decisions leads to a different frustration. Sometimes I am wonderfully surprised, I’d rather be surprised than frustrated.

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Create and guard the margin – you need space for the high-value | Working Principles

How busy are you? Was your immediate response “too busy”? You aren’t the only one.

Many of us know that frustrating feeling of being asked about an action in a meeting only to realise that we haven’t made any progress because we’ve been in back-to-back meetings since the action was given to us. Why didn’t we make progress on the action? Because we didn’t have any margin.

If we don’t even have margin to complete our actions then how are we going to start new things, more interesting, more fulfilling things.

There’s a relationship here with my previous post Irreplaceable = Unpromotable | Working Principles.

Organisations are littered with activity that is no longer required, things that are being done because they’ve always been done, business that is consuming our margin to do that special something.

When was the last time you looked through your daily activities and asked yourself – why? Why am I doing this? If I stopped doing it would anyone notice, would anything break? If I don’t attend this meeting, will it make a difference to the outcome?

I have occasionally run little experiments where I have quietly stopped doing things. In most of these experiments my lack of activity went entirely unnoticed. A big part of my workday is taken up with meetings and it turns out that there are many meetings that run just fine without me.

If we don’t even bother asking ourselves why we do things when was the last time you contemplated these questions? Is there a better way of doing this? How does Jane/John do this so much quicker than I do? Where can I learn from others? What can I do to simplify and automate this activity?

Remaining curious is a wonderful thing and another great way of ceasing activity, but we need margin to even start to answer these questions.

Another question we should be asking ourselves is, what is all this activity costing? I’m primarily talking here about the missed opportunities. Yes, there’s a cost in the churn of time, but there’s a much bigger and far more significant cost when we consider the things we didn’t do.

What if we had attended that training rather than attend that meeting?

What if we had worked through that difficult problem rather than respond to those 200 emails?

What if we had ignored all those chats and instead taken a walk at lunchtime?

There are all sorts of complex reasons why we don’t do this, it’s not easy. Life is full of competing “what if’s.” What if I don’t attend that meeting and something vital happens? What if I don’t respond to those emails and miss one that is crucial? What if I ignore those chats and one of them is from my boss needing my urgent help? There’s a potential cost to stopping, but there’s already a cost to continuing.

We need to create and guard the margins, the best way to create margin is to stop doing things, but that’s just the first step. Having eked out a margin, we need to protect it. Sadly, not many of us work in organisations where they manage our margin for us, we are going to have to be the watchkeepers of our time and attention.

For me there are a few ways that I try to master my margin. The first way I do it is to use the tools available to me and define Focus Time in Outlook. This is one of those areas where a little bit of AI helps in the form of Viva Insights and the Focus Plan. Rather than booking the same time every day which is impractical for most of us, using Viva Insights my Focus Time is created in the slots without prearranged meetings. The Focus Time is booked with notifications turned off and my status set to “Do not disturb.” There are some people who I need to respond to if they reach-out, so they are defined as “priority contacts.” They know that if they really want me to respond they’ll have to mark the message as urgent.

The other thing that I do is to make sure that my priority list for the day starts with the high-value item that I want to do in my Focus Time. There’s a mental note there that the highest priority is in the highest value, not in the meetings, the messages or the emails.

Even with Focus Time defined I still need to protect my margin from myself. It can be a temptation to regard Focus Time as a great time to go through my inbox which is highly unlikely to result in anything of true value. The curse of urgency over importance.

Another important part of guarding my margin is my morning walk, a time when I try to focus on being present. Margin is as much about mental state than anything else.

Some people have more freedom and flexibility than others. Some people are better at this kind of self-organisation than others. We each need to find our own way but if we don’t create margin we generating huge missed opportunity costs.

Header Image: A recent frosty morning walk sunrise.

Irreplaceable = Unpromotable | Working Principles

A version of this has happened to me multiple times in my career:

I get chosen as the technical person on a new project.

This new project is seeking to do something that’s never been done before in my organisation, and I start the project by researching the new topic and develop a plan. I love getting to know something new with all its intricacies and foibles.

The project is hard work but is successful and soon I’ve become known as the expert for this new capability.

Within a short while I’m receiving emails and teams chats from all around the organisation asking for my help. People are contacting me from every layer of the organisation and if I’m honest I love the notoriety.

It doesn’t take long for me to become the “go-to” person. In extreme cases I’m taking my work phone with me on holiday just-in-case I’m needed.

“Get Graham on a call I’m sure he’ll know what to do.”

“Graham, can we get 5 minutes of your time to work through this issue.”

All the while I’m becoming ever more proficient and seeing all sorts of opportunities for the new capability. I’m also seeing other areas where I could apply what I’ve learnt to really benefit the organisation.

It’s time, though, for others to start picking up some of the responsibility. I can’t be the only person in the organisation who knows how things work. I look around and realise that I’ve not invested enough in the skills of other members of the team, and they aren’t picking up their responsibilities. I’ve let the notoriety get to my head and tried to be the person who answers everyone’s questions and now I’m the only one that anyone asks.

Organisations love to build dependency and I’ve let myself become the one on whom that dependency has been built.

I see a project that I think would be a great next step so talk to my boss about a shift. They say, “Well Graham I think, for now, you are irreplaceable. on this capability.”

It’s then that some of my Dad’s advice comes to me: “If you are irreplaceable you are also unpromotable.”

How have a I let this happen again, haven’t I learnt from last time?

There is a lot in the human psyche that seeks out adulation, notoriety and the approval of others. There’s also something deep in many of us that means we want to do a good job. I’m not saying that’s any of that is bad, what I am pointing out is that these feelings come with a trap. Lean too much in and we become hemmed in. By becoming the “go-to” person we risk being stuck as that person.

Most of the time recognising the position that I’ve put myself in and making a few adjustments has been all that I’ve needed to do. There have, however, been times when I’ve needed to make more drastic shifts just to be able to get out from under the constraint of dependency.

If you are struggling to make a move perhaps it’s because you are too valuable in your current position. If you think you are irreplaceable, then remember that you are also unpromotable.

Header Image: We’ve had a little winter recently and it’s been great to get out into the calm and cold. This is the view across Grasmere from Loughrigg Terrace.

Goodbye Twitter/X

Yesterday I signed into my Twitter/X account, selected “Settings and Privacy”, selected “Deactivate your account”, clicked on “Deactivate” and then confirmed my actions.

Twitter/X is deactivated and will soon be fully deleted.

A few weeks ago, I removed the Twitter/X app from all my devices and logged out of Twitter/X in the places where I use a browser. I took this first step because I wasn’t sure that I’d really reached the end of the Twitter/X road

The break confirmed to me that the road was at an end.

Some of you may be wondering about my reasoning for leaving a platform I’ve used for many years. Perhaps you are wondering whether it’s a response to the current direction of Twitter/X or the current leadership team. Perhaps you are wondering whether I was becoming frustrated by the algorithms. Perhaps you think that I may be getting increasingly frustrated with the need for a paid subscription. There are aspects and elements of these reasons in my decision, but they aren’t the root cause.

My underlying reason can be summarised in one word – boredom.

I found myself asking the Marie Kondo question: “Does this spark joy?” I found it difficult to answer with anything more joyful than a “meh.”

What about all those connections built over the years, did they spark joy? Not really. All the connections that sparked joy are friends who I’m far more likely to connect with over WhatsApp or in-person.

Was there something that I had recently read that had sparked joy? Not that I could think of.

Following through with Marie Kondo, the conclusion had to be that it was time that I decluttered my online life and that Twitter/X was first to go.

Deactivating Twitter/X feels good.

Others may follow.

Header Image: A recent sunrise in the Lake District overlooked the Eastern Fells from somewhere near Dacre.

Details Distract and Detract | Working Principles

I’ve joined a meeting and we have 30 minutes to understand a situation and to make a couple of decisions.

A team has been working on understanding the decisions that are before us and come to the meeting armed with a PowerPoint deck.

They open the slide deck. My eyes immediately recoil from the detail shown.

There are shapes scattered across the page. Each shape contains words, acronyms and abbreviations in different sizes, directions and colours. Some of the shapes are inside other shapes, none of the shapes are aligned, not one of them is the same size as another one. Each box is connected to other boxes with straight lines, curved lines, dashed lines and coloured lines. Some of the lines do a lap of the page before happening upon a shape with which to partner. Other lines navigate through the middle of the boxes shapes and curving as they go. Each lines has a legend in different font sizes and various colours. It takes me a little while to digest the salad of acronyms and abbreviations.

Somewhere in the middle of all of this is a story, a meaning.

After 20 minutes we miraculously get onto the second slide where we are greeted by 25 bullet points in an 8 point font. The slim hope of finishing in 30 minutes evaporates.

Each bullet point is a fully crafted sentence with many caveats and conditions, but there doesn’t appear to be an order to the them. Each bullet stands next to another bullet to which it has little in common.

Somewhere in the middle of all of this is a story, a meaning.

Those of us who are trying to understand the situation are utterly bamboozled by the level of detail being displayed to us.

From what I understand of the situation the decisions that we need to make are quite straightforward but we are so distracted by the level of detail that the only thing that we can do is ask that the team schedule another meeting.

The team are frustrated by our lack of progress, the reviewing team are equally frustrated and take that frustration into their next meeting.

What I’ve described here is a caricature, an embellishment, an exaggeration, but not a massive one. Many will recognise this scene.

You may think that I’m blaming the presenters here, but those of us who are reviewers are as much at fault here. How well did we define the brief? Were the team clear about the purpose of the meeting before they attended? How many of the team have been trained in communication skills, or design?

Is the team expecting that reviewer to be there, the one who always wants to go digging, deeper and deeper. Have they previously experienced the embarrassment of not having enough detail and are determined, even subconsciously, not to go through that humiliation again.

Did anyone do a pre-review with the team?

We are taught in our academic years to be thorough. We are given assignments that a defined by length – “1,000 words on the life and times of a ping-pong ball”, or was that just me. In business the requirement is different, most of the time we want to get to decisions. I don’t need 1,000 words if 10 will help me make the decision. This, however, is where business is far more challenging. Take a quote by the very detailed Albert Einstein:

“Everything must be made as simple as possible. But not simpler”

What a great manifesto for so much of business communications but how do I know that I’ve gone too simple? How do I know that I’ve done enough to communicate?

Various organisations try to embed the idea of simplification into their working processes and standards. An example of this is the Amazon press release approach. The simple idea here is two fold, the first one being to get people to think with the end-in-mind, the second idea is one of constraint. If you can’t communicate it in a couple of pages at the level of a press release then there’s a problem.

I like the idea of giving people a framework that creates constraints on the level of detail, but it doesn’t work in every situation and many have a tendency towards detail and away from simplicity.

Back to Einstein:

“Genius is making complex ideas simple, not making simple ideas complex”

“If you can’t explain it simply you didn’t understand it well enough”

If Einstein is right and it takes genius to make complex ideas simply then we shouldn’t expect it to be easy. Genius is normally demanding work.

We live in a world where we can generate huge amounts of detail on seconds, but explanation doesn’t come from the detail. Explanation comes from understanding. Personally I find that metaphor and story are often much better ways of helping the meaning to come out. The best stories are the ones that we can tell in our own way because the storyline is simple and understandable.

We have to acknowledge here that for many there is an internal fight going on. I’ve already mentioned the fear of embarrassment from a lack of detail, but I think there’s more to it than that. Sometimes we want to demonstrate that we’ve put in the effort and detail shows effort in a way that simple doesn’t. There are times when we use detail to mask our lack of understanding, using it as a smokescreen.

The important thing is the principle, we should be aiming to simplify not to complexify. We need to fight against those inner urges to add detail and strive to remove the distractions.

Header Image: I thought I would use something complex to communicate simplicity just to show that detail can be glorious. This is the entrance to the Niyo Art Gallery in Kigali, Rwanda.

Dear Rwanda

This visit has been along time coming. In some ways it’s been 30 years in the making, but even once the decision was made it took another four years for us to feel your orange soil beneath our feet.

We have loved the warm, warm hospitality of your people and give thanks for so many hand shakes.

We have glimpsed your pain and heard a little of its impact upon you.

We have breathed in your verdant green hills and thousands of small farms.

We have loved exchanging a wave and a fist-bump with your beautiful children.

We have watched as you crisscross lake Kivu in your small boats.

We have watched the hippo and interacted with the elephant, puzzled at the height of the giraffe and the speed of the impala.

We have glimpsed the rhino, the leopard and the Nile crocodile.

We have been in awe of the power of the lion and chuckled at the mountain monkey.

We have savoured the taste of a truly fresh banana and ripe pineapple.

We have been surprised by the new taste of the tree tomato.

We have enjoyed cassava and Irish potato in the simplest of households with the warmest of people.

We have wondered at what can be carried up, and down, your hills on a bicycle pushed by one, two and sometimes three people.

We have marvelled at the ladies carrying a hoe on their head as if it’s the most natural place for it to be.

We have tasted your fine coffee and smelled the fragrance of the tea plantations.

We have enjoyed your vibrant fabrics and fine Sunday dress.

We have become used to sleeping with the gecko, almost.

We have been astonished by your ability to talk, actually talk, on a mobile phone in any and every situation.

We have loved listening to your intricate language and stumbled our way through the simplest of greetings. We are so grateful for your ability to speak our language.

We have experienced your fine new roads and the Rwandan massage on the dirt track.

We have watched, wide eyed, as your vast workforce of motorbike taxis going about their daily work on their red TVS Victor GLX 125s.

We have become used to explaining that we live near Manchester. We have come to expect “Manchester United” as a reply and been surprised by those who say “Manchester City.”

We have been surprised by our lack of breath before realising that we were at 2,500m, way higher above sea level than our lungs are used to.

We have spoken with some left paralysed by backbreaking work and heard a little of the impact that this has on their family. We have been thankful for those seeking to make a difference.

We have worshiped with a people of joy in the church and the workplace.

We have swayed and clapped with many choirs.

We have witnessed just how much can be done in bright yellow sliders.

We have given thanks for the work of a hospital and a polytechnic having lasting impact in the midst of a mostly rural community.

We are so very thankful for those who spent hours driving us and serving us in so many ways.

It will soon be time for home and I can’t say whether we visit you again.

Some have asked if we would be your ambassador as we talk with others, that I will gladly do.

Thank you for the adventure

Header Image: sunset over Lake Kivu, if you look closely you might spot a small boat.