Today I am 45. To use an Oil and Gas analogy, I have reached
‘Peak Piers’, ie there is less time in front of me than there is behind me. Yes
despite this I am feeling pretty good.
As I cycled the 18 miles into central London this morning
(that’s a whole Note on its own, detailing the cycle-obsessed mid-life crisis
that I now share with thousands of other 40+ Londoners) I considered how lucky I
was. I have a shiny new job in the City, great friends, a loving family. I am a
very lucky bloke.
In Thames Water when you have a birthday the tradition is
that the birthday-celebrant buys cakes for the whole team. In Blackstone/Global
Water it’s a little different. At 930am my terrific new colleagues appeared with
glasses and a bottle of rather fine, very chilled, champagne. It’s not yet 10am
and I have downed three glasses. Feeling a bit tipsy actually. And I have a big celebratory lunch with Jeremy Rudd in 3 hours. I think I Luv him.
My cycle home tonight may be a bit more challenging than I
expected.
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