So hard to update my blog; so much to say and so little time...

I've been managing some work with IBM recently. It's been really interesting to see how the big boys work, having previously contemplated an offer from Accenture. There are undoubtedly some very bright and talented people in these organisations, so it makes you wonder how the rest get in. It's not as if the turnover is that high either; had an appalling presentation the other day from an IBM team to one of our clients but they'd all been with the company at least three years.
Not the worst I've seen though. When the people presenting have an argument in front of the client, you know not all is well..
But I digress as is my wont when I've been doing too much of the same old thing. This morning I had a waking dream where it was time for work, but I couldn't remember what preparation I needed to do. I was pretty sure I didn't need to do any financial consultancy so did I need to have a lecture prepared on Racine?
It was only when I awoke fully and figured out I needed to get to Clerkenwell that I remembered my job was about web stuff that dreams are made on. Reminds me of a dream where I had to resit my A-levels but couldn't remember the double cosine rule; frighteningly real.
The best thing about this season is how you get to see dawn each morning with having to wake from your dreams at some unprepossessing — does anyone know what that means? — hour. Rosy-fingered, as Ovid tells us, she shows us as many colours as my next-door neighbours horticultural specimens. So arise and enjoy! Don't submit to the media's Brrr-itain hegemony!