I used to be a dull person, but I was lucky enough to work outdoors with butterflies, compost and bread.
This added a false veneer of interest to my life.
Now that I spend my days packing parcels in a windowless back room I dream of butterflies and the glamour of compost.
On the plus side, I do get paid for sitting in the windowless back room where most of my work on the farm was unpaid. That’s what happens when you work for your wife…
All in all, I really don’t know which I prefer. Money isn’t everything and it’s hard to put a price on working with your wife, and having flexibility and free time. I would definitely live my life differently if I had it all over again, but I’m not sure it would be an improvement.
I think I’ve covered this before.
All I will add before moving on is that I really ought to be ashamed of the way I have squandered my opportunities, ruined my health and loafed my life away. I do sometimes have regrets in my more introspective moments, but they aren’t real. I don’t necessarily like being a ne’er do well, but I’d hate to be an accountant.
Don’t take this badly if you are an accountant, there is academic research on the subject. This shows that accountants are boring because of the vocabulary they use. It also shows that academics have too much time on their hands. It’s not as if someone writing something called Writing in English for Specific Purposes can take the moral high ground in matters of being interesting. I’m actually confused as the link in the article doesn’t quite tie in to the page that comes up but I can’t really be bothered to sort it all out. Sorry about that, but I’m not academic and I have a cavalier attitude.
If I had to select a motto for my life I’d probably give this one a go.
āI myself am made entirely of flaws, stitched together with good intentions.”
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Juvenile Starling – looking before it leaps
Bringing up two sons is hardly squandering your life!
I suppose that’s true, though Julia swears all their good features are inherited from her side of the family. š
I started life after school by becoming an accountant apprentice but was sidetracked and drifted off. Sometimes I think that it would be nice to have been rich but generally speaking, I am happy to be happy.
I’ve just had my WordPress bill, paid Ā£75 excess for my new windscreen and still have the MOT to look forward to.
This month I will be thinking of money quite a lot. š
Fair enough.
To mis-quote that great Scot, Mel Gibson, they can take my money but they cannot take my freedom.
I think that as far as Scotland goes it has been proved that they can take both.
Speaking as a resident of a country with high university tuition fees and an NHS prescription fee, I have to say that I think you get left with more money than we do.
I’m interested in moving to Scotland if you stay in the EU, so my view is currently flexible, depending on what I need to say to pass the Scottish Citizenship test.
The starling is a good photo for the end cap!
A friend once told me old age is mostly letting go of dreams, but it can be a time for new ones, too.
I don’t like the sound of that – I like my dreams.
I think that the majority of mature people feel the same way. I know I do!
Even with your prodigious output and elegant dress sense? There’s definitely no hope for me then.
As you know, I started my working life in Lloyd’s old Room in Leadenhall Street. There were no windows there, either. I like the starling contemplating its leap
I must have missed that bit – you were at school then you were irritating Shirley Porter.
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And so are we all.
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