This morning I cycled on an urban road, between houses in Jesmond, passing builders perched like chameleons on a scaffold two floors up.  One threw a brick into a metal skip parked in the road near us.  BANG GONG.  I was shocked and startled.  My son looked back to where a cloud of dust had been raised and was drifting up from the skip and said “there is smoke”.  I corrected him, I said that it is dust but then my head compared the properties of smoke “suspended particulate matter” and this fine dust which is… suspended particulate matter.  Very very fine grit.  One comes from heat, calming down from a more excited state and the other is roused from sleep in the bottom of a metal skip and flies up, excited.

Today’s Scott Shane course graduate interviewee said

What he would really like, in addition to the workshop, is a module that teaches how to deal with finance on a day to day basis.  What the terms mean and how it all ties together.  So that when he meets accountants and they try and out-mystique him he can see through their flummery and get better results.

This echoes yesterday’s requirement for nitty gritty business teaching.