14 December 2015, 12.30 pm
I dial in to a meeting of the International Liaison Committee. I cannot hear most of what the others are saying, but I do my bit and throw the occasional random thought down the phone line so as to keep them on their toes. Mainly the discussions appear to be about what type of lunch we should offer visiting overseas attorneys, and what type of CIPA pens we should provide as gifts (may I suggest: the type with ink in?), and how much we should charge CIPA members to attend the seminar provided by the visitors. There is a slight complication over the seminar: we have told the visitors what subjects we would like to hear about, and in reply they have told us what subjects they would like to talk about, and the two are not the same. A certain amount of expectation management (aka arguing) may be called for, and we are not yet sure which of us will end up as the Expectation Management Victor. We also hear about last month’s trip to Japan, in which several members of the Committee dashed around Tokyo meeting up not only with Japanese but also with Taiwanese, Australian and New Zealand attorneys. They have special business cards for this purpose, which say “CPA EPA and also BIG CHEESE AT CIPA”. The meetings were all very successful and one of them even resulted in me being invited to another Tokyo event in January. On one level, this is great news for CIPA. On another level, I wish people would stop creating more work for me. I am not going to make it to Tokyo in January anyway. The washing machine engineer is here and he is looking very solemn. I am unlikely to have any clean clothes before February. RIP washing machine. You’ve had a hard life and we’ve had some fun times together. Especially the ones where I had a gin and tonic in hand and watched you going round and round and round. No wonder you’re tired.
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