I think you need to hit the ground running, keep your eye on the ball, and make sure that you are singing off the same hymn sheet.
At the end of the day it is not a level playing field and the goal posts may move; if they do, someone else may have to pick it up and run with it.
You must therefore have a golf bag of options hot-to-trot from the word 'go'. It is your train set but we cannot afford to leave it on the back burner; you've got a lot of irons in the fire, right now.
You will need to un-stick a few potential poo traps but it all depends on the flash-to-bang time and fudge factor allowed. Things may end up slipping to the left and, if they do, you will need to run a tight ship.
You shouldn't want to re-invent the wheel but you must get right down in the weeds on this one. If push comes to shove, you may have to up stumps and then you'll be in a whole new ball game.
I suggest you test the water with a few warmers in the bank. If HQ can produce the goods then you are cooking with gas. If not, then you are in a world of hurt. You don't want to die in a ditch over it but you could easily end up in a flat spin if people start getting twitchy.
To that end, you need to get round the bazaars and make sure the movers and shakers are on-side from day one. If you can hit him with your shopping list he can take it to the head honchos and start the ball rolling.
If it goes pear-shaped, it is no good throwing your toys out of the pram or your teddy in the corner. Instead you may have to fine-tune it in order to do a re-gain. You'll be hung out to dry if it becomes a show-stopper.
There is light at the end of the tunnel and I think you have backed a winner, here. So get your feet in to his in-tray and give him chapter and verse as to how you see things panning out.
As long as your ducks are in a row I think the ball will stay in play and you can come up smelling of roses. You need to nail your colours very firmly to the mast and look at the big picture.
You've got to march to the beat of the drum. You are on a sticky wicket. You'll need to play with a straight bat and watch out for low balls.
You don't want to rock the boat or teach anyone to suck eggs. You must keep this very firmly in your sight picture or it could fall between the cracks. You don't want to be seen to be re-arranging the deck chairs on the Titanic but if the cap fits, wear it.
At the end of the day, it's like a big game of Space Invaders; the aliens are getting closer and if you don't zap them it'll be game over for the lot of you.
There are a number of wolves close to the sledge, and alligators close to the canoe, which need to be shot. As you are aware, it's a bit like punching a cloud, round here. The heads of shed often play fast and loose, so it's standby to repel boarders, I'm afraid.
Right! Unless anyone wants to flag-up any bullet points I'll be in my office. My door is always open and I'm as flexible as a palm tree in a hurricane. The ball is in your court; don't let the wheel come off. If it unravels, your arse is grass, I'm a lawn-mower, then it's 'Good night, Vienna
