15 September 2015, 2 pm
I have managed to persuade Council that although our Strategic Plan is a three-year Strategic Plan, this does not mean we only have to look at it again in 36 months’ time. We need to Review it. We need to Refresh it. We need to keep it on a rolling programme of ongoing strategic-ness, because that is what being strategic is all about. So we hold a meeting. Just a few of us who really care about this type of thing. And although there are no flip charts this time, there are certainly 36 months’ worth of biscuits. Mr Davies takes notes, so that when he drafts the New Reviewed Refreshed Strategic Plan, he can pretend he only wrote what we told him to. We all know he makes it up as he goes along. But he does it so well. We realise we have actually – and perhaps accidentally – completed a lot of the things that the first Strategic Plan said we had to do in 2015. Or at least made a good start on them. This is reassuring. So much so that I think we can almost afford to put “conquering the world” into our 2018 objectives. Later in the evening, some of us get back together for celebratory drinks. We are in such a high-class drinking establishment that when I ask what gins are available (which I am wont to do) I am offered Bacardi® as one of the options. Bacardi is not a gin. Even I know that. Bacardi is something you drink when you are wearing a Hawaiian beach shirt. And I am not. 16 September 2015 I meet with the Chief Eggsek and the Onssek in a coffee shop. Together we go to see the Legal Services Board to tell them what we think of IPReg. This is part of the LSB’s rolling programme of ongoing feedback-gathering, and they are doing it on all the legal services regulators even those they hadn’t previously heard of. They ask us what IPReg do well and what we would like IPReg to do better. Then they look like they wish they hadn’t asked. I wonder if they are also going to ask IPReg what CIPA do well and what they would like CIPA to do better. It would seem only fair. When we leave, Mr Davies and I go for a coffee to make evil plans. My head is hurting a little due to my rolling programme of ongoing drunkenness last night, although I swear I never touched the Bacardi®. While we are making evil plans, it starts to pour with rain. Possibly this is an omen.
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