David Parkin on Sky inspiration, a sporting Rolls-Royce and getting short shrift for wearing a suit

David Parkin on Sky inspiration, a sporting Rolls-Royce and getting short shrift for wearing a suit

FORGIVE the self-indulgence in including yet another photograph of me in this blog. But given I wrote about attire in the workplace last week at least the above shot proves that I don’t always go to work in a suit or dinner jacket. This was me compering a recent event we worked on for broadcasting giant Sky for its Broadband Tech Team. They are the men and women who go into homes to sort out issues with wi-fi and broadband. A relatively new team within Sky, this was the first time they had all come together in one place for a conference. The energy and enthusiasm of the 200 people was tangible in the lush surroundings of Birmingham Botanical Gardens. They were so enthusiastic they even clapped me every time I went on stage. The day included presentations, question and answer sessions, a team-building challenge, a barbecue lunch and a entrepreneurial guest speaker who was involved in social media phenomenons TheLadBible and Social Chain, is involved in a range of digital start-ups and has spoken in front of the likes of UFC, ASICS, Eurosport, Apple Music and Unicef. And Tim Hyde is only 23. Sky is investing a great deal into its people and the opportunity to work alongside a great brand with such a modern, go-ahead approach has been both exciting and informative. One of the best parts of the day for me was a question and answer session where members of the team were asked to offer examples of where they had gone above and beyond in their jobs. So many hands went up that we didn’t...
David Parkin meets rabbits and muppets at the Great Yorkshire Show

David Parkin meets rabbits and muppets at the Great Yorkshire Show

YOU know you’re at the Great Yorkshire Show when you patiently wait for a pack of beagles to cross the road in front of you and walk contentedly around a barn staring at prize-winning rabbits (the English Spot is like Thumper crossed with Perdita from 101 Dalmatians). Having failed to get a VIP car parking pass (blogs don’t count here, but the editor of The Dalesman can leave his sedan chair right next to the main gate) I had a feeling I might have a bit of a walk when I found a space to park my car in a field next to a temporary toilet block. But then I realised it was there for those people who had travelled a long way to the annual three-day jamboree for country folk and the rest of us who don our Hunters and Barbour for the odd country stroll. The GYS celebrated its 160th anniversary this year and is the largest agricultural show in the UK attracting 130,000 visitors and 8,500 animals over its three days. It is a wonderful blend of town and country where you see ruddy-faced men emerging from their cars speaking to their families like their cattle: “C’mon then, let’s get at ‘em.” The show holds the annual Cock O’The North competition – I helpfully suggested several candidates until I realised it is a showjumping event. I was there on Tuesday to attend a business breakfast hosted by Welcome to Yorkshire. Fresh from attending the start of the Tour de France, Sir Gary Verity gave a rousing update on what his organisation is doing to boost the...
David Parkin finds clean air in Norway and mucky birds in Yorkshire

David Parkin finds clean air in Norway and mucky birds in Yorkshire

LAST weekend was spent in Norway, a country I had never been to before. If that Scandinavian nation which isn’t in the European Union is what Britain can be like post Brexit, then I’m all for it. Blue skies, sparkling fjords, bright-eyed smiling people and it doesn’t get dark until gone midnight. Wasn’t that the kind of place that Boris Johnson and Nigel Farage promised us post-Brexit? I went away with a group I have known since my early 20s all school friends of a guy who I worked with when I started my first job on a newspaper. He went on to work for the Daily Mail and Daily Telegraph but it doesn’t appear to have affected him as he still wears dungarees and Birkenstocks. Another is a top City lawyer, one works in property and another is an engineer, I think. I say I think because he is prone to random comments that make conversation a trifle difficult. We all went to see a friend who married a Norwegian and now lives in the southern Norwegian city of Stavanger. He took us to a couple of bars where I achieved the feat of being the oldest person in one of them and the youngest person in the other. Needless to say I didn’t want to become the fly in the ointment in the former and so headed to Stavanger’s finest piano bar where a man with spiky hair and a tan tinkled out tunes on a white grand piano while ageing lotharios smooched mature ladies next to the bar. Well I say smooched, a better description would...