Monday’s

It has been a funny old day, clients that tell you, you are wrong and you not. The delicate balance of diplomacy is required, the client is never wrong, just forgetful. All is well that ends well and the client gave us more work and in thinking about the client, I do believe the client realised the error of his ways and compensated by the offer of more work.

Onwards and to Dar res alarm, that is where my brother is off to tomorrow. In his new position of CEO for the European Travel Fund he will see Africa and as he says, be left holding the can. Make hay while the sunshine’s, he wanted to retire when he was 50, now he realises the joy of a good days work doing what you want and at the pace you want. Long may that continue. Anyway retirement is for old people, once retired it is a slippery slope to that old age home where you are waiting to die. It is a fact that most people going into those homes, only last on average, 3 years. Beds are scares, pop your clogs and make room for the next sad person waiting to die.

Russell, think on this, when you fly over Dar res alarm, gives thanks for being alive and also rejoice in the fact that the Zimmer frame must be put off until absolutely the last minute. 

We are contemplating the possibility of buying a big house, at least 8 bedrooms and converting it into a family house with our own apartments but also a communal area to have those famous burger nights. Also a central area to let the young children get attention when the adults are doing what adults do. Susan and I have decided we will have the back area with our own little private garden so I can tan topless. Not a pretty sight at my age but does make me feel young again, if only for a while.

We are thinking of inviting the Middle Smiths, Michael and Kate, Robert and his gym equipment and Jenson. Susan has thrown the suggestion of inviting Lady Vivienne, now that Michael is growing up and has a girl friend. Could be a possibility. 

Talking of children, I am not sure if Alex, the tiger, Smith or Jenson are the most untidy children around. Robert, we are not talking about, the house is his wardrobe. Seriously, Jenson leave his toys everywhere and Alex does the same. Having a young dog is somewhat akin to having another child, except with JB you cannot give him back at the end of the day. In all honesty, I would have it no other way.

This week we embark on water untested when it comes to IT and what we want it to do. Gary and Derek will have their moments but I am confident we will win through and deliver a new technology, quick and clean to rival the likes of Apple. I will endeavour to keep you posted but Gary has a bad dose of flu and Derek is preparing for his wedding. Interesting times await.