March 31, 2016

I’ve been polishing up the family’s shoes todays after a few days away, with too much football played wearing sensible shoes in muddy fields and gardens. As I come to the end of a tin of polish I’m reminded there is no magic shoe cleaning product as a substitute for hard work and elbow grease.

A philosophy that probably applies equally to life too.

Work


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