Mike’s Meandering Mumbles

I really dislike the Working Saturdays that come round so often. From that first unfortunate encounter, during the morning constitutional, onwards one is aware of the horrors of the day to come.

The only way to alleviate the concern and prepare for the rest of the day is to have a spot of Stoli with the breakfast. For the rest of the day one has to get by on the correct supplement to one’s coffee, and this choice seems fairly apposite.

There certainly are no delights at work and I sometimes feel that it would have been better to have made a different choice of career path. But in fact I seemed to have drifted into this one and now have the deserved dudgery arising from it. The circularity of climbing the never ending upwards steps would be soul destroying if it wasn’t for the fear of the pursuer.

But as we all know fear is a good goad although, to be totally honest, if I had the sound advice below earlier things may have been very different in my life.