Zero commuting gives you a lot of your day back. Being
around for my family, taking the boys to school is its own reward. More often
than not I work from home. And the big ticket gains are, well, big. But there’s real
joy in the small things too:
Shop at the fruit stall, the butchers, the bakers
Taking in parcels, for all of the neighbours
No soggy butties, no microwave pings
These are a few of my favourite things
Walk up the hill, views of the Peak District
Lost in my work, become more prolific
Will it be mushrooms? Fried onion rings?
These are a few of my favourite things
Tea on the hour, no need to make brew rounds
Test Match Special, Radconie in the background
Fried egg sandwiches, yolk down my chin
These are a few of my favourite things
I don’t want to come across as some kind of misanthrope. (I can’t
deny it; I just don’t want to come across that way…) There are times when I’m
immersed in some desk research or analysing a survey. Then I might not actually
speak to another human for the working day. Then – dare I say it – I do miss
the office bantz. So I enjoy my time onsite with clients too. Just for long
enough, ideally, until I want to get back to my wee desk. And music, tea, a
stroll, an indulgent lunch…