Woodland View

I transited through Barcelona airport for the first time ever en route from Palma de Mallorca to Brussels. I was collected at the airport and whisked out (I think that's the right phrasal verb) to my client's private university which is run in conjunction with a spa hotel in woodland seven kilometres from Waterloo. The serious work begins tomorrow but I have three teleconferences this afternoon to London and Barcelona. Oh, and I'm meant to write a leadership aspiration statement for myself. Not sure if 'a quiet life' is what they're after!