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I’m worried about the budget next week. To be fair to myself, there is probably a fair bit to be worried about! It’s the first budget of a new government, secure in the knowledge that whatever they do, the electorate will have almost five years to get over it. It’s also the first Labour Party…

When I was younger I used to go fishing. All the time. I would regularly get up early and walk the two miles from my house, carrying all of my gear on my shoulders just to sit by the side of my favourite lake. I loved fishing. I could spend twelve or more hours each…

Several years ago my favourite Christmas chocolate, Terry’s chocolate orange, was reduced in weight from 175 grammes to 157 grammes (presumably to deliberately attempt to disguise the shrinkage by virtue of the fact that the brain would see the same three numbers and not notice that they were in a different order). They pulled off…

Gather round. I’ll let you into a secret… … … I don’t know what I’m doing!   There. I said it. Now you all know. Now you can all ignore me or maybe write some supportive platitudes whilst silently sniggering at my ineptitude. And it’s OK. I get that. You came last in the egg…

The journey is the bit where the stories come from. Stories don’t come from the destination. Stories come from the journey to get there. When I cycled from John-O-Groats to Lands End in 2011 there is only one story that I tell from the destination. And that is about the remarkable fact that they party…

When I first set up my business it was just me. Despite being a grandly titled as a ‘solicitors practice’ the reality was that I was just a sole trader selling my time. The same as just about every other freelancer. I was good at what I did. My clients liked me and I got…

Everyone thinks that the opposite of success is failure. Whilst that may be true in a dictionary, it isn’t true in business. On the scale of failure to success there are billions of little stages. When we dither about delegating it’s because we fear that the other person will fuck it up. We are scared…

In 2013 I stopped going into the office. I sold the bulk of my shareholding in the company I had founded 13 years ago to my partner, Richard. I kept a small share which I hoped would provide me with a modest passive income and agreed that over the next few years I would extract…