Spent the weekend in Amsterdam, with the Board of the Global Reporting Initiative. Exciting journey to Heathrow, with a driver who started off as the traffic lights turned from red to green, backwards into a line of traffic. And then his satellite navigation system kept telling him to go in the wrong direction, so I had to keep wading in to correct. Then the security people kept putting my bag through the scanner, because they could see a pair of scissors I didn’t know I had – Elaine had tucked them in at some point. Then I was sitting next to a screaming child on the flight out. And so it went. But the dinner on Saturday and the meeting today both went very well.