CITY DIARY: Why some TSB staff wished boss Paul Pester’s departure had come several weeks sooner
Fitness fanatic: Former TSB boss Paul Pester
The departure of TSB’s overtly evangelical boss Paul Pester would preferably have come several weeks sooner for some of his staff.
It would have spared them from the bank’s annual triathlon last month in which they were expected to take part. Surfer dude Pester, 54, is a dedicated fitness fanatic.
During his hot youth he trained with lissom Olympic swimmer Sharron Davies, 55, a yarn he trots out frequently to anyone prepared to listen.
Terra Firma boss Guy Hands says he’d have gone into politics but for his sensible wife Julia, who threatened him with divorce on their wedding day should he ever consider it.
He tells Spear’s Magazine: ‘She was very insistent and after 34 years of marriage she hasn’t changed her mind.’
Probably just as well. Portly Hands’ grannypants bouffant and Ken Dodd gnashers might spook even the most open-minded floating voter.
Twinkly-eyed ex-WPP boss Sir Martin Sorrell’s remarks to Campaign that his successor Mark Read should run his old company as a ‘twosome’ with chief operating officer, Andrew Scott, are unedifying.
It arrogantly implies the job he carried out for 33 years is beyond just one man.
Still, I’m sure Sir Martin, 73, has his former protégé’s best interests at heart. They worked so closely together a former colleague describes Read as ‘Igor to Sorrell’s Frankenstein.’
Mark Carney’s desire to remain as Bank of England governor surprisingly fails to impress the Financial Times, which urges the Treasury to consider other candidates.
Might the paper still be smarting about the last time Carney decided to lengthen his tenure back in 2016?
Hours before he announced he was be extending his contract by a year, the FT confidently informed readers he’d be staying on for another four years.
La-di-da department store Harvey Nichols has rebranded itself Holly Nichols for the rest of the month.
Their marketing bods claim this is in celebration of ‘female empowerment’. Zzzz. Don’t patronising, back-of-fag-packet stunts such as these always carry the faint whiff of desperation?
I don’t know if it’s relevant but Harvey – sorry, Holly – Nicks posted a £6.7million loss last year.