An overheard conversation waiting for takeaway coffee this morning. The speaker, large, male, 70-something with small dog: “Do you know, 100,000 died on the first day of the Somme, 80,000 have died of Covid in a year and they tell us it’s a disaster. Like livin’ in a police state, this is. And a doctor told a mate of mine that more are gettin’ ill from the vaccine than the virus, so I’m not goin’ near it…’ If he’d moved on to Brexit (which he probably would have done), I’d have had to intervene. As it was, I stayed a True Brit, tightened my mask and quietly despaired. No wonder we’re in such a mess.
“The working-from-home illusion fades”
Are workers working from home more or less productive than those catching the 7.02am to London Bridge every day? ‘Probably sitting at home in their bleedin’ jim-jams’, said someone recently of a less-than-helpful call centre employee, the assumption being that, were they surrounded by colleagues and with a manager cracking the whip, he or she would have sorted his energy bill more efficiently.
