“The whole of life is just like watching a film. Only it’s as though you always get in ten minutes after the big picture has started, and no-one will tell you the plot, so you have to work it out all yourself from the clues.”
Moving Pictures by Terry Pratchett
There I was waxing lyrical about 2020 and all its promise. It did hold promise. It did. Elections were over. New, interesting enquiries were coming in. We’d taken on a promising new trainee broker. We had travel plans. Some of Hubby’s more difficult deals looked like they were moving forward. It was an exciting time.
Then all of a sudden, life as we knew it completely changed, and all “the best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men” … well, you know.
Since I last wrote, we have completely moved out of our offices at Putney Bridge, recycled 39 years of paperwork, sold desks and cupboards, cleared out our spare room and moved our office home.
I’ve learnt things:
- Lever arch and ring binder files are not recyclable.
- You don’t have to remove staples and paper clips from paper before recycling.
- Our landlords who are oligarchs, now have empty office buildings. Oh how the mighty …
- It’s possible to hear a presidential announcement, make a difficult decision and be on an airplane within 2 hours.
- God, I miss Brexit!
- Working remotely with our current team is an every day learning, adjustment process, but it’s possible.
- Life can change in a flash.
- Complete strangers, of-the-British-kind, now strike up conversation, smile and offer encouragement to one another, albeit at a distance of 2m or more.
- A Chinese broker friend is posting us 350 masks.
- For the first time in my whole life I’ve seen supermarket shelves completely devoid of fresh food.
P.s. No small print this time. Just keep calm and carry on. I’m a little bit speechless.