As much as I espouse the merits of coffee meetings (and frankly a good coffee with or without a meeting is still a wonderful thing), I often underestimate the power of having a quiet drink with a good friend, client or colleague.

As a rough estimate, I would say that well over 80% of my blogs are written in planes and/or airports.  And with this blog, that percentage just went up.

It’s 4.45pm Sunday afternoon and the sun is so bright through the window at 35,000 feet. The air is thick with smell of noodles, coffee, musty underarms and I’m sure there’s some McDonalds french fries on the plane somewhere too. The sensible ones onboard have already fallen asleep and the rest of us are busily trying to be busy to avoid boredom in the hours ahead.