Let the panic begin!
Sold!
New client launch party
Yes, I do get to go out once in a while.
Saturday 9 March saw the press launch party of SW1 Management, a fab ‘n’ groovy new model & events management company, co-Directored by Sophie Walton (ex-Leeds United Ladies, now with Lincoln Ladies).
It’s a shame that the person taking the photo for me couldn’t manage to maintain focus for a few seconds… I like to think I have that effect on women, but truth be told it was a bit dark in Paipa VIP by that time!
Anyway, it was a fun – and brief – time creating the site for them. Still one or two issues to sort out, but they are/were great people to work with, who knew exactly what they wanted and weren’t afraid to change their minds the night before the launch… oh dear.
Leeds’s third University
Congratulations to my Alma Mater on becoming Leeds Trinity University (formerly Leeds Trinity University College, formerly Leeds Trinity and All Saints, formerly Trinity and All Saints University College, formerly Trinity and All Saints A College of the University of Leeds, formerly Trinity and All Saints College, originally Trinity and All Saints’ Colleges).
That’s about one name change every seven years!
It’s odd for me, having an undergraduate degree, postgraduate degree and a postgraduate diploma from all three institutions in Leeds – but only one is from an actual University, the other two being from a Polytechnic and a University College…
Surviving PRide
Well, I just about survived PRide this year!
It’s the big event in the PR diary regionally, and always a lot of fun – if you remember to moderate your alcohol intake…
This year – as last year – I got to present the Award to the Communicator of the Year. Unlike last year though, there were four winners; Nicola Adams, Jess Ennis, Sophie Wells and Seb Coe. Also unlike last year, none of the winners were there… which is why Lucy and I can be seen with all the uncollected Awards.
All being well, I’ll be Chair of the Group for the next two Awards and I am thoroughly looking forward to it.
And all in a good cause
Yesterday was the Third Annual Nigel Scott Charity Pub Quiz.
Which is always a good laugh, and great to see so many PR people turn up (well over 100), and last year’s winners one again. One or two minor disasters… like running out of food, again. And with it being held at a casino, you had to 18 years old at least to get in (which is why Nigel’s widow, Melanie, couldn’t – she’d brought her youngest with her).
What made is fun for me was that I was in a team of three, with two friends and we came equal-sixth, just seven points behind the winners, who had a full team of 10!
Roll on next year…
Perks of the job
When you’re Deputy Chair, you sometimes get to be the face of the profession locally – including at prize-giving presentations.
Stepping up for PRide
On the way to Northern Conference earlier this month, Deborah (Y&L Group Chair) casually mentioned that she had a work engagement on the same evening as PRide, which meant I’d have to step up and make the opening remarks. Two week’s notice!
Actually, not that difficult. I mean, standing on stage in front of 300-ish already slightly merry PR people wasn’t an issue, I just wanted to make sure I said everything that needed to be said. Which I think I did. And it was good practice for when I’m Chair (all being well) in 2013 & 2014.
I still seem to be having trouble smiling for photos though.
I’d like to thank…
So anyway – the FA Women’s Awards…
Yes, Leeds Carnegie won, the Club Media Award. And nominated in the Marketing Award, and Jo got the Regional Media Award (for the work she did with us – many thanks).
But oh! The photographs were dreadful. I looked like a waxwork dummy. Not good at all, but perfectly illustrates why I’m better behind the camera than in front of it.
Still, getting a taste for it now, and aiming for a CIPR PRide Award next. Must win one eventually…
Forty Two
42 is, of course, the Ultimate Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything.
Having said that 2009 might be a year to forget, it could just as easily be a year to remember, age-wise.
Happy birthday, me!
Just to confuse (again)
You may remember an earlier post, How to confuse the Chartered Institute of Public Relations. Seems they really *did* get confused; got a phone call today asking why we hadn’t sent in a picture and 1,000-word summary for ‘Lines of Enquiry’. The answer being that I got an email saying that we weren’t short-listed.
Turns out that we had been after all.
Black-tie dinner on Weds 5 November at the Queens Hotel to look forward to again (if I’m allowed to go – it wasn’t really my event, after all).