Friday, July 29, 2011

Hello Again

So obviously its been forever and a day since I have blogged. today I was bored, I've watched way too much television, searched craigslist more than i ever care to again and facebooked to death. so i thought why not check out the blog o sphere. lots of my old blogger friends have abandoned their blogs as well. it made me kind of sad. so, time for an update...

well the last year has been incredibly crazy and filled with surprises, sadness and changes. i think last i left off here i announced our move to california and i was on the road with a client running for political office. well we survived the election even though she lost. would i ever do a political campaign again? probably not, just not my thing, but the money was right for the time since business was so bad last year.

the kids have adjusted rather well to california. come to find out, there were a few things our son was happy to leave behind in B.C. one was a bully! that's another post for another time. both kids are doing well socially and with their new school a 2 minute hop skip and jump from our front door made for an easy commute to school. not having to worry about car pools was awesome.

shortly after the november election we found out we were expecting. yes it was a shocker. we were in denial for a few months and didnt really talk about it. talk about a surprise! i mean our kids are 14 and 11, yea we were done 10 years ago. guess we found out the hard way, your not done until your fixed...

eventually we adjusted to the idea of a new baby and a new member of our family. the kids are so excited. and as the baby has grown and become more active in my 39 year old body (dont get me started with my "advanced maternal age"), mike and i are excited too.
 so i sit here tonight, in the final days of my pregnancy, as of late finding it difficult to sleep with feet in my ribs, blogging.... why not!



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Thursday, July 28, 2011

Refuge in the storm


The world has changed since the onset of the Great Recessionof 2007-to-Infinity. Yes, I know the government economists say the recession wasover in the summer of 2009. But that’s theirnarrowly-defined set of rules to classify slumps, bubbles, recessions,Black Fridays, and crises. They declare that unemployment stands at 9.2percent, but that figure only includes those covered by miniscule unemploymentcompensation payments, not the millions of men and women who termed out, neverqualified, are military veterans, are returning to the workforce, or haverecently graduated from university or high school.

The real unemployment rate is between 18 and 27 percent.That means you and/or one of your family members and many of your friends areunemployed—and scared. People over 45 years of age have been unemployed longer, and makeup the greater part of the pool of potential labor.

This means that people have lost their homes and vehicles,have moved in with relatives, and disposed of beloved pets because they can’tkeep them any longer. It means that they’ve given or sold their heirlooms andheritage. They’ve moved from the place they called home, to an unfamiliar placethat gives no sense of refuge or rest from the fray.

What economists don’t say, because it would create a crisisof “consumer confidence” (you are encouraged to laugh derisively here), is thatwe passed out of a recession, and into a de-pression.The economics we knew have gone away, and will not return. Ever. I heard oneeconomist say that unemployment cannot (not just won’t—cannot) return to its sick levels of 2007, until 2023. Who can lastthat long? No one! Better stake out your appliance carton under the bridge,right?  Or stop wasting time on thesearch for a job that doesn’t exist, and start making your own work—which iswhat I’ve done.

With all the pain, loss, anger and greed in this worldstorming around us like a Category Five hurricane, it’s easy to be discouraged,become sick with frustration, and lose sight of our refuge and secure, quietplace.  

But somewhere over the roar of the storm winds and thunder, whilewe’re drowning in our finances and trauma, we hear sometimes as a whisper and sometimes as a triumphant shout, ‘Don’t be afraid,’ Jesus said. ‘Takecourage. I AM here!’ Matthew14:27 NLT. Or, colloquially, “You've got the I AM—here—right now, so there's no reason to be afraid. The I AM has it handled.”

I AM. God’s personal name. I AM loving, compassionate,merciful, forgiving. I AM here. I AM the bread of life. I AM the resurrectionand the life. I AM the good shepherd. I AM WHO I AM.

What is left but to submit to the One who exists, whoorders, who creates, who heals, who restores. The One who offers to take ourburdens upon himself and give us rest. In him all the time is the sabbath rest that makes ussigh with deepest satisfaction, “Ah, thisis the life.”

Ah, surely yourgoodness and unfailing love will pursue me—hound me, stalk me—all the days ofmy life, and my home will be in the heart of the Lord forever. Psalm 23:6,my version.

Les rivières pourpres



Titel: Les rivières pourpres / The Crimson Rivers / De blodröda floderna
Genre: Mysterium/Kriminaldrama/Thriller
Land: Frankrike
År: 2000
Regi: Mathieu Kassovitz
I rollerna: Jean Reno, Vincent Cassel, Nadia Farès, Jean-Pierre Cassel

Handling: Den erfarne Parispolisen Pierre Niemans kallas till den idylliska franska alpvärlden för att försöka ta fast en mycket brutal och systematisk mördare. Det första offret har mördats på ofattbart grymt vis och ledtrådar på mordplatsen leder vidare till nästa offer.

Omdöme: Regissören Mathieu Kassovitz slog igenom med sin kraftfulla La haine (1995) och tar sig här an seriemördartemat. När ett torterat lik hittats i fosterställning i den franska alpvärlden, kallas Pierre Niemans (Jean Reno) in från Paris då han har större erfarenhet av mordfall. Han ser snart kopplingen till det framstående universitet i trakten samtidigt som den yngre polisutredaren Max Kerkerian (Vincent Cassel) tar sig an ett annat fall i närheten som visar sig ha koppling till mordutredningen.



Vad jag mindes från filmen var att det var en mörk och tät stämning i filmen, liknande den i Se7en (1995). Men denna mörka stämning var inte lika påtaglig denna gång och istället visade den prov på en del humor mellan de två huvudpersonerna Jean Reno och Vincent Cassel. Även om det var lite kul att se tror jag det tar ifrån en del från filmens huvudfokus och det är jakten på seriemördaren. Man fångar det vintriga alplandskapet ypperligt, speciellt inledningsvis, tillsammans med fin musik som gör att man känner att detta kunnat bli riktigt bra.



Filmens stora svaghet ligget i manuset som under filmens upplösning känns krystad och inte riktigt får ihop alla trådar som man hade önskat. Huvudproblemet ligger helt enkelt i mördarens motiv och här hade man gärna fått snickra ihop något trovärdigare. Samtidigt är det ganska enkelt att lista ut vem mördaren är och det är frågan om så ska vara fallet i en sådan här typ av film. Det känns som regissören Kassovitz är bra på att ställa frågorna, men inte lika vass på att besvara dem. Men jag tar med mig det fina fotot, den stundtals täta stämningen och kombinationen Jean Reno och Vincent Cassel som funkar bra.

3 - Skådespelare
3 - Handling
3 - Känsla
4 - Musik
4 - Foto
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17 - Totalt

Betyg:
IMDb: 6.8

Trailer - Les rivières pourpres

Narrow Margin



Titel: Narrow Margin / Farligt möte
Genre: Action/Kriminaldrama/Thriller
Land: USA
År: 1990
Regi: Peter Hyams
I rollerna: Gene Hackman, Anne Archer, James Sikking, J. T. Walsh, M. Emmet Walsh

Handling: En åklagare har tagit sig till de kanadensiska bergen för att eskortera ett mordvittne tillbaka till Los Angeles. Men i hälarna har de mördare som lejts av den gangster som bär ansvaret för mordet och frågan är om de kan överleva den långa tågresan...

Omdöme: En av de allra bästa filmerna inom film-noir genren är The Narrow Margin (1952) där ett kvinnligt mordvittne ska eskorteras med tåg men med mördare ombord. Den filmen är bara runt 70 minuter lång, men det räcker gott och väl då hela filmen utspelar sig på tåget. I remake har man en inledande halvtimmes bakgrundsstory innan man kommer till tåget, men det funkar det också. Efter att ha blivit vittne till ett maffiamord hos en man hon träffat för första gången (J.T. Walsh), flyr kvinnan (Anne Archer) till de kanadensiska bergen och sin brors avlägsna stuga. Men när åklagaren (Gene Hackman) med hjälp av en polisdetektiv (M. Emmet Walsh) får nys om att det fanns ett vittne och tar reda på var hon befinner sig, lockar de även fram mördarna och jakten kan börja.



Vad man får är en ganska tät och fartfylld historia som inte är utan svagheter. Jag tycker upplägget är bra och funkar väl, men ett par lite konstiga beslut fattas av karaktärerna och jag gillar inte heller vissa val som filmskaparna gjort i en del actionsekvenser. Filmen tappar en del pga detta, men om man bortser från dess brister och bara ser till underhållningen så är det en småtrevlig film. Gene Hackman funkar alltid och bär mycket av filmen på sina axlar, som väntat. Hade gärna sett mer av duktiga skådespelarna J.T. Walsh och M. Emmet Walsh, men istället kretsar det mesta kring Hackman, Archer och James Sikking (som huvudmördaren). Bra som tidsfördriv, men inget mästerverk direkt.



3 - Skådespelare
3 - Handling
3 - Känsla
3 - Musik
3 - Foto
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15 - Totalt

Betyg:
IMDb: 6.4

Trailer - Narrow Margin

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Update & Some Current Favourite Products


This is my life at the moment.  I have been pinching myself...loving your job this much shouldn't be allowed!  My coffee table is under there somewhere although it has temporarily been obscured by the millions of wedding magazines and books! 

Now that the business website and blog have been launched, I can concentrate on gathering all the necessary suppliers for every aspect of a wedding.  Sorry if I haven't been as present on here, I have just been so busy with work.  But I will try to keep updating my blog as I go.  I don't intend on giving up this blog any time soon!  

Oh and if you haven't liked our Facebook Page and followed us on Twitter, I would love it if you could.  All these things really help the traffic through our website and blog so it would be a massive help if you could take two seconds to do that.

Our business cards and flyers arrived yesterday...



Receiving things like this in the post just makes it all feel more real.  Our aim is to become the most innovative, unique and creative wedding planner in the North East of Scotland.  It feels really nice to be building a future for myself and having so much control about what direction it takes.

So, on to other matters.  My favourite necklace over the past couple of weeks has been this one I got in Oasis when I was in Cork recently.  It's so summery and I'm just in love with the colour!  


My favourite product of the past couple of weeks has been the Clarins Tonic Bath & Shower Concentrate.  It's described as "Invigorates the body and mind. A rich yet lightweight foam which cleanses gently while helping to tone, firm and energise".


"Aromatic essential oils (Rosewood, Geranium, Mint, Rosemary): fragrance, tone and promote a feeling of well-being.  Cleansing base of plant origin (Coconut): cleanses skin, provides comfort. Extracts of Juniper, Balm, Pine, St. John's Wort, Arnica, Gentian and Witch Hazel: firm and stimulate skin exchanges.Natural water-softening agent".

I have been using this every day for the past two weeks and you can see how little has gone from the 200ml bottle (£17).  You only need a tiny amount of this on a shower puff to get loads of foam.  The fragrance is invigorating and is almost menthol-like (I assume that's the mint) so if you aren't a fan of that type of thing then give this a miss.  I personally love it because it wakes me up in the morning and best of all, the essential oils make my skin feel and look amazing! It cleared up a couple of dry patches I had on my elbows and legs and has made my body beach ready!  Love this stuff and it's well worth every penny.  I will be taking on holiday to Greece to make sure my skin stays hydrated and smooth after days in the blazing sun.


Another miracle product is the Clarins Skin-Smoothing Eye Mask which has single handedly blitzed my puffy morning eyes (due to all the late night working).  It's great if you have partied too hard or just had a late night and need to perk up your peepers.  It soothes the whole eye area and the skin is left feeling silky smooth.  It has Rosewater and Apricot extracts hydrate and soften and Rice Starch to tighten and smooth. It's the first thing I reach for when my eyes have that stingy, tired feeling.  It costs £17.95 here for a 30ml tube.


As you know, I like to have a golden tan and I prefer to use self tanning products that are specifically designed for the skin on my face.  The body versions always seem to block my pores and be that teensy bit too dark for that area.  I'm currently loving the lightweight gel formula of the Lancome Flash Bronzer Self Tanner For Face.  I only use 2 pumps for my whole face and neck area because a little goes a long way.  It's one of those tanning products that is so easy to use, you can just slap it on really quickly and not have to worry about being too exact.  It absorbs really quickly leaving no greasy or oily residue on your face.  It turns my face and neck a lovely, subtle golden hue that lasts for 3-4 days.  Highly recommended if you like fuss-free self tanners for your face.  It's £24 for 50ml here.

I will be heading to Loch Lomond for my 1 year wedding anniversary on Friday morning...I can't believe it's been a year since I got married!


Where does the time go??? Anyway, I'll be back on Tuesday so expect a post then about the weekend.

Also, in my usual randomness, I'm loving this song at the moment (it's a great summer tune for loungey weekends)...


A Call for Judith Palmer's Reinstatement


Following my coverage of last week's Poetry Society EGM,  the poet, ecologist and all-round top bloke, Professor David Morley, sent me the message 'you have done noble work but the story behind the story is still not told. It will come out eventually.'
This has come at least partly true today, thanks to the lengthy statement released by Judith Palmer which I have reproduced at the end of this article. Palmer's stance is adamance that a dispute between herself and the Poetry Review Editor was by no means the catalyst for the current situation, but rather incompetence and bully tactics from the Board. One of the more interesting / unpredictable things to arise from this statement is Todd Swift's reaction to it on Eyewear.
'The poets who organised the Requisition act as if they were blameless, but they are at least half the problem, in terms of bad PR.  The media would hardly report a case of boardroom scuffling in a small arts organisation - but a widely-distributed email campaign to challenge the Trustees, well, that's news.  In short - the damage that is being done is being done by these trickles and gushes from Facebook, email, and blogs.'
-Todd Swift's blog
George Szirtes has begun a petition to reinstate Judith Palmer, which you can sign by clicking here if you so wish. At time of writing it has 115 signatures. If I can be forgiven for interjecting with my own personal opinion here - if I were in Palmer's position then I almost definitely would not take the job back, nonetheless I think that anyone with an ounce of gratitude for the fine work of the Poetry Society under her direction needs to sign this petition now, or at least after you have read her statement.

On Friday 22 July 2011 members of the Poetry Society recorded a resounding No Confidence vote in its Board of Trustees at an Extraordinary General Meeting called to discuss the ramifications of the recent spate of resignations at the organisation. One of those resignations was mine, yet the Board neither invited me to attend nor to present my evidence to members. In the hope of ensuring that the meeting stayed focused on the Board’s alleged reckless financial mismanagement, and on the urgent need to call this to account to protect the Society’s future, I forwarded only a brief outline statement.  Given comments made at that meeting, I would now like to expand on this here.
On 19 May 2011 I reluctantly resigned from my position as Director of the Poetry Society. I explained my reasons to the trustees, stating:
“I loved the job I had, and the team I worked with. I was proud of our achievements and was looking forward to delivering the 4-year programme which had just been agreed. In a few weeks, the Trustees’ unilateral decisions, have made the Society a very unhappy and unproductive place. There’s total confusion. Non-executive trustees have unilaterally taken over responsibility for areas of my job. Agreed staff procedures aren’t being followed. Funding relationships are being mishandled. I’m no longer free to run the organisation using my professional judgement, and under these circumstances I cannot be held responsible, if the organisation begins to fail.”
Decisions were increasingly being made that I had no knowledge of or influence in – decisions made outside the contexts of normal, open, minuted meetings. I had a duty to carry out the instructions of Trustees, but found myself unable to reconcile this with my obligations to staff, funders, and members.
When I left, the Poetry Society was in excellent shape. I wished it well, and hoped it would flourish under the good stewardship of the Board of Trustees.
These are some of the circumstances that led to my resignation:
On 30 March 2011, after a year of huge uncertainty about the Society’s future, we received the good news that our funding bid to the Arts Council had been successful, and we had been awarded a 31% increase in funding.
Two days later, I was called to a meeting by the Poetry Society’s Chair of Trustees, Peter Carpenter. I believed we were going to be discussing the urgent problems facing other organisations in the Poetry Sector. Quite out of the blue, I found there was something else on the agenda.
The Chair told me he’d been waiting until after the funding announcement to tell me about a proposal put to him by Fiona Sampson, the Editor of Poetry Review, a proposal that he’d been discussing with her since January without my knowledge. She requested a new working arrangement whereby she would reduce her days, work mainly from home, and report directly to the Board. I must emphasise that this was put forward as a permanent arrangement. It was initially communicated to me verbally and, a few days later, in writing.
The timing was completely unexpected. Although the relative integration / independence of the Society’s magazine Poetry Review within the Society’s activities had been a regular subject of debate throughout the Editor’s tenure, and long pre-dated my appointment, this had not been a recent subject of discussion.
In September 2008, before my time as Director of the Poetry Society, Fiona Sampson approached the Society’s Board of Trustees with a similar proposal. She requested that her fixed-term contract be made permanent and that the structure of the Society be altered to raise her status and allow her to report directly to the Board rather than continue to be managed by the Director. The Board rejected both suggestions (7 October 2008). The Arts Council was involved in the discussions, and supported the Board’s rejection of the proposal at a subsequent Board meeting I attended on 20 November 2008.
I queried with Peter Carpenter the timing of this revival of Ms Sampson’s proposal in 2011. We had only just submitted a detailed 4-year plan to the Arts Council that had been supported fully by the Board. The plan had reflected a fully-integrated Poetry Society, and this was the vision endorsed by the Arts Council. To make such a significant change now seemed to me both dishonest and dangerous. Our funding offer from the Arts Council remained only conditional.
Carpenter apologised, but explained that poets were putting pressure on him, the Board were going to split over it, and that Ms Sampson had suggested she would otherwise leave.

I raised serious operational concerns about how the proposal would work in practice, explained that many other members of staff would be affected and they would need to be consulted. I explained that the staff had all been working hard in an atmosphere of great uncertainty and did not deserve a major upheaval just when they were expecting to enjoy some well-earned stability. I must emphasise that I did not reject the proposal: however, I gave my opinion that the proposal was potentially destabilising and could jeopardise the Society’s future funding; and that our urgent priority ought to be playing an active role supporting those poetry organisations that had received cuts in funding, rather than looking inwards. I clearly needed more time to consider this. The Chair’s response was unexpected. I was forbidden to discuss the matter further with him, in an email dated 2 April, 11.36.
There followed, in my opinion, the most extraordinarily stubborn and ill-considered sequence of actions by the Board. A confidential Board meeting was called (4 April, 08.34). I petitioned the Chair four times to think carefully before preventing the Arts Council from attending the meeting as stipulated in all previous funding agreements. The Chair replied: (5 April, 08.09) “There is no need for ACE to know of the content of our board discussion… It is confidential to the board and thus only the business of the board.” I pleaded to be given the chance to gather information for the Board in order to help them make an informed decision. (5 April, 09.16). This was refused. I asked to know what would be discussed, and was told that it would be only ‘organisational structure and related issues’ (12 April, 09.31). I was not invited to attend the meeting, and neither were the staff who usually attended Board meetings (Paul Ranford and Rebecka Mustajarvi). However, I would be required to return, unaccompanied, to hear  ‘the outcome of our discussion’.
I was unprepared for the nature of this confidential meeting on 13 April. With no independent witnesses present, and with no preamble, I was read out two Board decisions: ‘There will be a formal job evaluation of the Director’s role & responsibilities’ and ‘The Board accept the proposal as set forward by the Review Editor’. I asked to discuss this, and was told that that was inappropriate. There was no written proposal to discuss, no costings, no time-frame, no implementation framework, no staff consultation plan. I prided myself on running a professional organisation and I was responsible for safeguarding the employment rights of staff. I was responsible to funders and members for delivering against agreed objectives. If the Board were not prepared even to allow me input into such significant decision-making, I warned them I would have to consider my position. I further warned them that they were acting in disregard of my rights and interests and I might have to consider resignation.
This meeting was timed immediately before I was due to go on a long-planned trip to Australia, and I took the precautionary measure of sending a formal letter (17 April) requesting that no organisational change be made until proper discussion could take place on my return. The Board waited until my return, but implemented the proposed changes immediately and without discussion (10 May). Peter Carpenter confirmed he would “split off Poetry Review so it reports to me [Peter Carpenter]”. I feared this was the first step towards a much more profound separation of the Review from the Society.
As the Board began to take legal advice, they appear to have realized the depths of the hole they had dug for themselves. They insisted the restructuring proposal was not permanent, but just a 3-month trial (though with no end game declared for determining whether it would continue or not). And they appear to have tried to find things to justify their actions in retrospect. They maintained suddenly that the proposal was being implemented to ease my workload, for example; or that it was as a result of strangers talking at a party regarding an apparent rift.  I do not accept that any actions were taken as a result of a desire to ease my workload, and I have been given no evidence of people talking at a party. Indeed, I have received inconsistent accounts of this alleged conversation.  My job description was then re-written and casually presented to me. Finally, months after I left, I learned for the first time, from remarks made by the Acting Chair at the EGM, and reported in the press, that apparently Trustees were giving me a ’breathing space’ from contact with another member of staff – even though they had reassured me time and again there had been no complaints about my management.
I have also been told that Peter Carpenter rang the previous Chair, Anne Marie Fyfe, and asked that he be allowed to use an e-mail from her to “get at” me. I had previously telephoned Ms Fyfe to check a couple of facts about things from her time as Chair. Peter Carpenter  then threatened me with the possibility of legal action over this supposed “breach of confidentiality”, and stressed there would be action taken if I talked about the Poetry Society to anyone again.  This seemed patently absurd. My view is that both of these actions were attempts to discredit and intimidate me after I had raised my concerns over the way the Board were proceeding.
I raised concerns about the divisiveness of giving one member of staff preferential terms and conditions and perhaps making her feel isolated; I raised concerns about the need for proper consultation with staff; I raised concerns about the need to have a structured plan to avoid operational confusion; I raised concerns that there was no business case for the changes imposed; and I raised concerns about spending and funding. I also raised concerns about the way I felt I had been treated personally and what I felt to be unacceptable and unremitting bullying behaviour towards me.

If the Board were implementing organisational changes, I asked why they didn’t recognize the necessity of contacting the HR consultants we had on retainer for employment law advice – who could and should have been consulted, free of charge, and whose indemnity policy that protected the Poetry Society was now no longer valid as their advice had not been sought. An invoice from lawyers Harbottle & Lewis was presented to me, and I had to sign a cheque for expenditure that I had been unaware had been commissioned by the Trustees. I had previously secured the services of a legal firm pro bono for the Society, and was never asked if we had any existing arrangements in place before Harbottles were instructed.  I believe Members and funders should have full information as to how funds are being spent, and it is for that reason that I raise this point.
Eventually, there was chaos, with different Trustees in and out the building, contacting different members of staff directly (rather than going through me as was usual practice) with random unplanned instructions. Trustees insisted I drop important planned priorities to attend unplanned meetings about their ‘organisational changes’. On one occasion the insistence that I attend a meeting at 24 hours’ notice prevented me from preparing for a presentation on which a £100,000 funded project depended. When I requested the proposed meeting be rescheduled to enable me to carry out my job effectively, my request was refused. I asked again if I could give my view on the place of Poetry Review within the structure of the Society, and was told (9 May) “please would you explain why you assume that the status of a meeting that members of the board choose to have with the Editor depends upon ‘the contents of our discussion’.
I wrote Trustees a letter (11 May) outlining my grave concerns about the consequences of the Trustees’ recent diversion from our agreed priorities for the current year. Included amongst my concerns was this: “It is a condition of Arts Council funding that the organisation tell the Arts Council if it wants to make significant changes to the agreed programme…We urgently need to discuss  the further impact of recent events upon our Arts Council funding. I am concerned that the funding was awarded to us on the basis of a certain set of circumstances, which have now been fundamentally changed without any discussion with me let alone the Arts Council.” I reassured Trustees that we had an excellent relationship with the Arts Council, and in my professional judgement ACE would be supportive as long as we talked things through openly and honestly with them.
I found the behaviour of certain Trustees increasingly intimidating and on 17 May I received a direct instruction to conceal information regarding issues within the Poetry Society from the Arts Council at a forthcoming meeting. Despite the fact that our funding agreement insists “The success of the relationship relies on effective communication and the sharing of information”,  I was told I must convince the Arts Council it was ‘good news, good news, good news’. I was told that if I let the Arts Council know I had any concerns about governance, I would face immediate disciplinary action. I had grave concerns about governance, and would not lie about this, and so on 19 May, I resigned.  I felt I had no option but to take this step.
Peter Carpenter accepted my resignation, and on 20 May, he and Trustee (now Acting-Chair) Laura Bamford, arrived unannounced at the Society’s offices to cut off my email and tell staff they were not to let me back in the building. I was not in the office, since I had booked a day off. They didn’t think to tell me personally my employment had been immediately terminated and I would not be required to serve the notice that I had given them. I was on a train to Liverpool when a letter was couriered to my home address, which I therefore did not receive until two days later. Certain members of staff were apparently invited to read through my emails while I still remained uninformed that I was no longer working for the Society. There was to be no handover – no cancellation of meetings, no changing of bank signatories, no guidance notes left or to-do lists talked through.
This is only a brief summary of the events that led me to resign. It was not (as has been suggested) because of my working relationship with a member of my team or due to my workload.
To deflect attention from their own evident bad practice, it seems the Board have tried to throw people off the stench with false allegations about myself and Fiona Sampson, and the prospect of legal action.
I have not taken legal action. I have repeatedly reassured Trustees that I have no wish to take legal action. The Poetry Society’s Board of Trustees, however, has already spent £24,000 on legal advice – on a range of matters – in the few months since they first adopted a new management style and decided to step beyond the bounds of their usual remit. Last year, there was zero expenditure on legal advice. In addition to the £24,000 already spent this year, at least £3000 has been spent on unplanned additional PR, supposedly to mitigate reputational risk. To give you an idea what these sums mean to an organization like the Poetry Society, some of its staff earn around £17,500 a year. Imagine how those staff must feel, watching this wanton expenditure. Imagine how painful it is for us to contemplate the toil and the toll of raising the money that the Trustees have so recklessly thrown away.
Members must now ask whether these Trustees were acting in good faith and in the best interests of the Poetry Society. Given the current state of the Poetry Society’s Arts Council funding (suspended until further notice), the Board’s ‘no-one need know’ approach does not appear to have served the Society well. Out of concern for my colleagues I have been wary of making the Board’s actions public. It seems quite clear, however, that funding cannot flow again, until the truth is out and a new Board is up.
Judith Palmer
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All of the above can be supported by letters, texts, emails, and witness statements.
Those Trustees on the Poetry Society Board throughout 2011 were  Laura Bamford, Alan Jenkins, Emma Bravo, Jacob Sam-La Rose, John Simmons, Duke Dobing, Wendy Jones, John Richmond, Barry Kernon, Jacqui Rowe and Anne Jenkins.
Robyn Bolam and Peter Carpenter have since resigned.
Phil Brown
Poetry Editor

Unlawful Entry



Titel: Unlawful Entry / Förbjudet begär
Genre: Kriminaldrama/Thriller
Land: USA/Japan
År: 1992
Regi: Jonathan Kaplan
I rollerna: Kurt Russell, Ray Liotta, Madeleine Stowe, Roger E. Mosley

Handling: Efter att ha haft inbrott i sitt hus får det utsatta paret hjälp från en av de poliser som var först på plats. Polisen pratar ofta och gärna med frun i huset men maken börjar undra om de kanske får lite väl mycket hjälp av denna polis. Vad vill han egentligen?

Omdöme: Denna thriller hade jag inte särskilt stora förväntningar på, men var ändå nyfiken på vad kombinationen Kurt Russell, Ray Liotta och Madeleine Stowe skulle kunna uträtta. Jag gillar alla tre och tycker de var en bra kombination i filmen, även om Kurt Russell inte får så mycket att jobba med som jag kanske hade förväntat mig. Kändes liksom att man kunde få ut lite mer av hans karaktär. Ray Liotta däremot har en härligt skruvad karaktär att spela och gör det föredömligt. Vare sig han är en charmig polis eller psykopat spelar han rollen bra och övertygar.



Lite konstigt att jag inte kände till filmen tidigare då det här är typen av film som jag tycker funkar väldigt bra när de är lyckade. Filmen blev framgångsrik när den hade premiär och jag kan förstå varför. Det är en tät, spännande och välgjord thriller som har alla ingredienser att tillfredställa. Att Ray Liottas karaktär är villig att gå hur långt som helst tycker jag skildras väl. Något som också förhöjer upplevelsen är James Horners musik som nästan är trollbindande och bjuder på stämning som passar perfekt. Jag gillar det här, även om den har en bit kvar till att vara riktigt bra.

3 - Skådespelare
3 - Handling
4 - Känsla
4 - Musik
3 - Foto
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