2018 has been a rollercoaster of a year. At the end of March we were closing our best year ever financially but with the knowledge that by July we would have a big hole in the numbers for the coming year.
It was a year of mood rings, Bang On The Door pencil cases, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, and the film that changed all our lives, Titanic. And just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, 1997 was topped off when the best female group in the entire history of my 11-year life released ‘Never Ever’.
Most normal people – sociopaths and psychopaths excluded – have a moral compass and know what is acceptable and what is not.
Service charge is discretionary, politeness isn’t. Why recognising the value of everyone in the room is important.
I’m at a funny age. At 32 my hangovers now comfortably stretch into two days, I can no longer have a diet of burgers, pizza and beer without it impacting on my waistline, whilst a night in and a takeaway on a Friday is becoming more appealing than a bar crawl.
There’s something strangely satisfying about doing something you have been told you shouldn’t do.