Teamwork

Let’s be honest, we all quote at some point in a job interview that one of our strengths is teamwork, but what does that mean? Do we really enjoy being part of a team?

I will hold my hands up, I am not a team player, there, I’ve said it. If I do a good job I want the recognition, if someone in the team coasts through their day I don’t like ‘the team’ being praised for their hard work with the slacker lapping up the glory. If you are in a team where each member pulls their weight and all help each other then teamwork is wonderful, but unfortunately I’m not too sure these teams exist. For every person who goes above and beyond there will be one other who sees the opportunity to do nothing and get away with it.

Enough drama here, go home Kate & Leo.

With the 100 year anniversary of the tragic event upon us television has certainly been engulfed in numerous dramtisations of the final moments of the Titanic. From the $200million James Cameron film to the Downton Abbey style offering from ITV. I find the story of the events that night so thought provoking that I’ve actually watched most if not all of them these past two weeks, yet still I can’t begin to imagine what those people went through on that cold night. However I have to say the most moving, realistic and simplistic telling of the sinking was the 1958 black and white film ‘A Night to Remember’ to which, I hold my hands up, made me cry like a baby.No computer animated effects, enforced moral views about classes and no made up Kate and Leo love story! The trials of every individual on board that boat, from the rich to the poor, the old to the young were so, honestly I have no words to do them justice, they make you speechless. It’s the real stories of the band who played on, the elderly couple who lay together to the end, the brave men who waved goodbye to their loving wives and children reassuring them they would be on the next boat when they knew there were none that give you a lump in the throat. Hollywood, were these stories not enough? Were they too boring for your blockbuster so you needed the big love story of Winslet and DiCaprio? Shame on you. Watch that old b&w movie which probably cost less that your stars’ wages, see how it should have been done and remember the lives that were lost that night with respect.

Great voice, shame about the deaf parrot.

Dear producers of music reality tv such as X Factor, The Voice and numerous others,
I enjoy music, I enjoy an eclectic selection from Johnny Cash to Eminem, from Nine Inch Nails to JLS. I like lyrics that make me cry, beats that make my toes tap and tunes that make me sing in the shower. What I don’t care about when I chose a song to listen to on the radio or a cd to buy is if the artists grandmother’s deaf parrots new owner died of scurvy. We don’t need the sob story behind every singer, we listen to music mostly to escape the toils and strains in our own lives, a little escapism. So please, if I need a drama I will watch eastenders, otherwise stick to music for what it is, a joy and a talent.