Never leave the stream of warm impermanence

There are changes in the wind at Genie Towers. What with me not in paid employment, and Ned being fed up to the back teeth with driving a three-hour round trip for work, now seems to be the right time to take stock of our lives and consider what we should do. A bloke on the radio said what changed his life was being asked “What would you choose to do if you were told that you couldn’t fail?” Ooh, that’s a good question – there are so many options for dream careers. I’d love to have a smallholding and raise our own organic meat. A small boarding kennels would be good – maximum half-a-dozen dogs. Or writing. Or painting. We could use Ned’s 30+ years printing experience and set up a small publishing house – or maybe small-volume tee-shirt printing. Of course everything needs a cash injection to get it started, but we’ve nearly paid off this house so we have collateral for loans … but then I start to get cold feet thinking of the risk if it all goes belly-up. This is going to need a lot of careful thought.