Oh the places I will go – Part 2 – The world at my feet – in pieces.

1st January 1991. The world at my feet – in bits.  A lot can happen in 28 months. After the rapid success of the first practice. Hubris set in and in October 1989, flush with arrogance, I opened on a second site. This time I spent (borrowed) big time. Growth was slower, I was spreadContinue reading “Oh the places I will go – Part 2 – The world at my feet – in pieces.”

Oh the places I will go Part 1 – The world at my feet

8th September 1988. Oh the places I will go! This was it. My first patient in my own practice. An adult, a female, she arrived with her mother. Neither of them could remember her date of birth. She insisted that no dentist had ever taken a medical history before or taken X-rays or looked atContinue reading “Oh the places I will go Part 1 – The world at my feet”

A reformed cynic speaks.

There is an old saying, “a cynic is what an idealist calls a realist”. Peter Senge wrote, “Scratch the surface of most cynics and you find a frustrated idealist — someone who made the mistake of converting his ideals into expectations.” Most of us start our businesses with high hopes and ideals of changing the world.Continue reading “A reformed cynic speaks.”

Lessons Learned from the RNLI

I was at a meeting at our local RNLI station in Union Hall a few months ago. We were counting the cash from the annual fundraising collection in and around Skibbereen. Whilst we were waiting to get started I was nosing around, as I do – curiosity being one of my core values, and cameContinue reading “Lessons Learned from the RNLI”

Carl Richards’ Newsletter – Forget working hard. Try resting hard.

I read and enjoy several dozen (or more) Blogs / newsletters which I should share more often. Carl Richards is a Certified Financial Planner and creator of “The Sketch Guy” column which has appeared in the New York Times since 2010. His website is “The Behavior Gap” (sic) and here’s the Link He wrote anContinue reading “Carl Richards’ Newsletter – Forget working hard. Try resting hard.”

Sorry seems to be the hardest word.

I’m writing this on the 19.12 from Reading to Swansea – delivering me (hopefully) at ReesAcres Cymru en route. I have just enjoyed a excellent day at the Henley Regatta, many thank to my hosts. As ever my PA coordinated flights, trains and hotels for me, bless you. I was booked on the 10.30 fromContinue reading “Sorry seems to be the hardest word.”

50 years ago today – Bath Blues – Teenage Dreams So Hard to Beat

The last Saturday in June 1969 was the 28th of the month, it was the day after I had finished my O-level exams. Ahead of me was a long summer, some holidays in West Cork where the seeds of my current residence were sowed, 4 weeks clerical work at SWEB and a return to “theContinue reading “50 years ago today – Bath Blues – Teenage Dreams So Hard to Beat”