Friday 6 March 2009

Taking stuff for granted

So I'm walking, though the streets of North London, on my way to work this morning, chatting on the phone with my biz partner who's in a factory somewhere in northern China. He got there via Hong Kong and San Fransisco. Meanwhile I carry on in my day job sorting out the occasional fire in between meetings but mainly leaving things to our four valiant, part-time employees, two of whom work from their homes in France. And never once does it occur to me how extraordinary this is.

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