When you reach a certain age, the state of happiness become easier to experience and define. Take this morning as my latest example. A full late, bright September sky in Newcastle. A new stereo and Dave Brubeck Quartet's stretching and purring on the turntable. A boiled egg on the go. A lesson with the morst boring man of earth, I won't name and shame him. Anyhow it's receding in my rear view mirror. I'm done A lesson with the most exciting guys in IT Surveillance and Crisis Management approaching my inbox in fifty minutes. Life us full of small happy moments. We forget,
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