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Date: 18 August 2006 15:52:07
I had a close shave.
I was planning to take this week off to look after the kids (so that Jedburgh could work instead) and was quite looking forward to it, having the week's activities more or less planned out. And then a chance comment made me double-check my calendar to see if there was anything I had to be at work for this week. There was: this was actually the busiest and most important week of my entire year. And I very nearly didn't bother turning up. Oops.
Now, somehow, when you're young there's an element of excitement to taking risks and living dangerously. But when you're old, and you find that you've taken risks and lived dangerously purely because you're so senile as to not notice what's going on, it doesn't have quite the same appeal. Sleepwalking into danger doesn't give quite the same adrenalin rush. Still, beggars can't be choosers.
Anyway, the main reason for writing this is to explain why I haven't written anything else lately. I've been on holiday and then I've been working insanely hard to catch up.