Eskimos have a hundred words for snow. Entrepreneurs have hundreds of ways to say 'you don't belong here'. By 'you' I mean women. And by 'here' I mean startup land. 'How can we attract more female founders!?' is the cry you can hear, if you listen very closely, within any number of tech accelerators, VC firms... Continue Reading →
IF YOU LIKED IT, THEN YOU SHOULD’VE PUT A BLOCKCHAIN ON IT FINTECH INSIDER NEWS & VIEWS
In this episode We discuss what a challenger bank really is – drawing a line in the sand for who is and who isn’t in the cool kids club. Alipay seems to be taking over the world through tourism, we discuss how that strategy might be the best route into the west. Debit cards are... Continue Reading →
On politics and being wrong (it can’t all be FinTech, ya’know)
This August Bank Holiday weekend will mark a 20th anniversary here in Britain. Yes, you guessed it, it is the anniversary of my permanent arrival in London. It was a strange welcome, because barely a day after I landed at Heathrow Airport, Princess Diana died in Paris and the entire city - the entire country... Continue Reading →
How to be an influencer – a step-by-step guide
My over arching philosophy No one was ever influenced by a scheduled, approved PR ‘message’ ever ever ever… …since the dawn of time
Why ride an elephant, when you can stand on one? (now, where did I put my plane parts?)
That story stayed with me for some time. I often get described as 'brave' or confident or strong. My mother once commented that she never would have been brave enough to just up and move to New York, to become a journalist or to pack my 25 year old self on a Virgin Atlantic flight to London, with no idea if I would ever be coming back. 'Yes,' I would think to myself, 'but I never got on that elephant. I was too scared.'
Are you there FinTech? It’s me, Elizabeth
Did I mention, in 1994, I knew nothing about FinTech?
My first hackathon
Financial Information Technology became 'FinTech' (for me anyway) on that Friday night four years ago.
‘Open here’ – Why?
When I was at school, my teacher sent home a note. ‘Elizabeth has trouble following directions.' You see I had opened my milk carton from the ‘wrong end’. <==Meaning the end that didn’t have the little blue ‘Open Here’ stamped on it. The first time I did it – it was an accident. The second... Continue Reading →
