I see that having one job that you stay in for the whole of your working life has ended certainly here in Wales, final salary pensions no longer viable (not that there was the remotest chance for me) and even the security of a contract is fairly ethereal, which must be scary for those for whom this is or was their life.
So to harness all my creative talents i must, from recycled bicycle tyres belts i fashion, pedal my cab, deliver veg, collect re-cycling for the eco-group, make body surfing hand planes from the offcuts of ply i espy, continue with the hens, and in winter the carpenter awakes.
In short make many small amounts of money.
A rich man i never will be by the weight of money but richer in life i certainly am amongst the wealthy.
No comments:
Post a Comment