Posted on December 26th, 2014 by Jane
Posted on December 23rd, 2014 by Jane
Opportunity Now have released three papers under Gender and Race Benchmarking. Here’s a useful précis of some of their findings: Key Findings BAME employees are less likely to be rated in the top two performance rating categories Women and BAME employees are less likely to be identified as ‘high potential’ or be selected for leadership training overall The public sector is more likely to identify women and men as ‘high potential’ in similar proportions BAME women are least likely to
Posted on December 18th, 2014 by Jane
Average. It’s not really an aspirational word, is it? No one aspires to be ‘average’. Disregarding the mathematical meaning, here’s a standard (average) definition of average: An amount, standard, level, or rate regarded as usual or ordinary: Do you want to be living an average life? You are extraordinary. You are unique. You have endless opportunities to reinvent and change yourself. However bad things may look, there is always an opportunity to begin to make changes, to aspire to be
Posted on December 16th, 2014 by Jane
This is exactly how I intend to grow old! Except I’ll be first across the road… How about you? I’m currently recruiting trainers for my specialist women’s programme RenewYou. All details are here. RenewYou is an internationally renowned course and available across the UK, in Australia, USA, South Africa, and beyond. To see the dates for all current RenewYou Women’s Courses please click this link.
Posted on December 11th, 2014 by Jane
Be proud of being female! Enough said. You may also enjoy Why Is Being Like a Girl an Insult? RenewYou: the next licensing event is in London in February. Please click here for more information. Thanks to the person on Twitter who pointed me in direction of this picture.
Posted on December 9th, 2014 by Jane
The photo above (apologies for poor quality) is a clipping from Loving Magazine, 1975, and that’s me on the tractor! It was my ‘gap year’ pre University, although it wasn’t called a gap year then. My Mum had carefully saved the clipping and we found it neatly folded with some old birthday cards. Well done, Mum! I was in a story which ran over two editions, and I got paid £25 which seemed like a lot of money at the