Mixing...

Mixing and mashing, slicing and dicing...

It's been a day of trying to square circles. When you want to be radical, but are bound by tight bonds, and you want to make everyone happy but never could, and you want to move things forward but there are a thousand conversations still to be had, and your timetable is getting ever tighter....

Planning (as I have said twenty times today) is a blunt instrument. I don't like the damage it causes, especially when I'm holding the handle.

But tonight 300 people listened, commented wisely, and said let's go to the next stage. And there is a mountain still to be climbed. Or rather a dozen Munros.