There’s a wonderful story about a man who travels from London to a business conference in California.
On the last day of the conference, in the last seminar, the man sits next to a woman who has come from New York. The pair of them get on fabulously well. It transpires that they are both freelance journalists, authors and single.
They share a taxi back to the airport, exchange contact details and agree to keep in contact.
The man walks away completely besotted.
Every week for the next 50 weeks the man writes a letter to the woman in New York.
The week before the first anniversary of their meeting, the woman writes to the man and tells him that she’s married the postman.
Are you focused on doing the right things?
It doesn’t matter how you’ve started this year, what matters is how you finish…..
I’ve just found out my uncle has left me a stately home in his will.
I have no idea where Sod Hall is. I’m just off to google it.
My husband got stung by a wasp on his nose, whilst he was in the garden reading a newspaper, having a beer.
He’s come back from the hospital now, but his face is still very swollen and he has two black eyes and a broken nose.
Luckily, I was nearby doing some gardening and managed to hit the wasp with my spade.
Live big & love deep.
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