URSABLOG: Uncertain Trade-Offs
The tagline on the presentation was “Uncertainty Is Expensive” promoting a data driven machinery monitoring package. My gracious hosts were gently bemoaning – over two bottle
URSABLOG: A Call To Action
Was it really like this last time? That’s the thought that went through my mind as I saw the headlines seep into my daily life last week: Trump says this, Musk tweets that. Was i
URSABLOG: 2025? Nothing To Be Afraid Of…
English is a deceptively simple language, but sometimes the addition of words here and there – especially in British English I suspect – can change the meaning of a phrase comp
URSABLOG: Reading Through The Past And Into The Future
The New Year always seems a little artificial to me, especially as for many of us it’s bang in the middle of festivities where new resolutions seem doomed to fail. I prefer to th
URSABLOG: Peace and Goodwill To All Men And Women
The following short story is fiction. Any resemblance to any person living, dead or in shipping is purely coincidental and unintentional. It was five o’clock in the afternoon on
URSABLOG: Journey To The Centre Of The World
There was a lot of talk earlier this year about the US taking steps to penalise China for its dominance of the global shipbuilding market. Most of it has died down now after the pr
URSABLOG: Consulting The Oracle
I don’t know what I was looking for, if indeed I was looking for anything at all, but as the weekend wore on it seemed that my search was being frustrated at every turn. My young
URSABLOG: Choosing Our Stories
What’s the best way of persuading a client or counterparty to consider a deal that they wouldn’t normally look at? You tell them a story they can buy into. How do you convince
URSABLOG: Follow The Money
The coming trade wars – I assume there will be more than one as President Elect Trump seemed to have declared them against most of the world whilst he was campaigning – are dom
URSABLOG: Between the Roar and the Silence
Li Wei stood at the helm of the control centre. He was tall and thin, pale-skinned, with dark, neatly cropped hair and wire-framed glasses perched on his nose. His glasses glinted,