Happy St. Patrick’s Day, one and all.
I imagine it has been one of the weirdest in recent
history, but I imagine our Irish friends threw themselves into it with their
usual, customary, legendary vigour.
I had an ‘open office’ day today, so any of my
employees could pop in and see me for a confidential chat, to air any fears
they may have and to ask any questions. I couldn’t answer them all because,
let’s be honest, no-one really knows how things will unfold, but I think they
appreciated the gesture, and I felt better for trying to help other people with
their fears, rather than concentrating on my own.
Had some truly lovely chats with customers too. It’s
a weird, weird time for everyone, but there are some great attitudes out there.
People are planning for a lockdown, but planning positively, rather than in a
panicked way, which is good. One van driver nearly reduced me to tears when he
said, “I see my children for about 8 hours a week. If we have to stay in for 14
days we can be a real family again.”
Maybe this will all be good for all of us.
And I’ve bloody well blogged about it again. Sorry.
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