This week, we see Nigel Griffiths endearing himself to the industry, we have a demonstration of PR in action and we discover Paul Everall's guilty secret
In the last ice age, humankind battled a frozen universe for moments of warmth and fragments of meat. These days, of course, you have to work for Gleeds
This week, the usual bile-black tide of backstabbing, greed, ruthless ambition, denial, hatred and negativity 鈥� and that's just the one with Nigel Griffiths
Nothing much happening this week: just terror in a north London university, the dark night of the soul in an Arctic archipelago and naked waterskiing 鈥�
However much one tries, it is impossible to attend all the industry events one is invited to throughout the year. With that in mind, here are the dates for your 2004 diary you really won鈥檛 want to miss 鈥�
This week, a Japanese contractor offers a lesson in worst practice, Ken laughs off his early congestion charge fears and Christmas raises hellfire in the office
This week, septuagenarian bikers tear up the countryside, Hobbiton hits the market, Ken the Pen looks for a home and a brief appraisal of the Holyrood design
This week, our man with the Fred Astaire cane sees a colleague pressed into a press launch, gets a lesson in fluency and catches up on the future of retail
This week we celebrate the charm of John Prescott, the generosity of Watkins Gray, the taste of Erisco Bauder and the television habits of Dennis Lenard's daughter
