Quiet moments
Hi, As a break to the usual writing – if you can call blogging that 🙂 – I’m sat in a café, enjoying the ambience and an oat milk mocha. Being partly Scots means I’m powered by oats and being one of those horrible woke people who care about cows, I’ve trying to reduce my dairy intake over the last few years. Sometimes, I think there’s a cheeky gift from finding a spot of quiet during the week’s hustle and bustle. Not that things have been difficult or taxing, yet the days have gone quickly of late. I remember someone saying with a wink, to a colleague who was retiring: “you’ll never be busier”. Perhaps it’s like your monetary budget, […]
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