I can still remember the feeling when I packed the last of my belongings into The Big Yellow storage facility I had rented. I felt a slight apprehension and nervousness but also a feeling of freedom, knowing that for the next 12 months I didn't have a care in the world, at least from a work perspective anyhow.
Read Morebumped into an old colleague of mine called Ian one lunchtime in a bar in the City. I worked with him back in 2001 and to say he had changed considerably would be an understatement. It wasn't until he called over to me that I actually recognised him.
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