STaGediVe

I have been in London today for work. I was walking to a meeting room in Corporate HQ and had to walk through a large group of hip young things (or ‘new bunnies’ as a rather irritating Consultant frequently referred to them as). They were all fresh faced and enthusiastic, eager to make suggestions to some chap at the front of the group who was suggesting one of the world’s communication problems that could be solved today .. they all looked really happy, content and on a mission .. it got me thinking ..

I was them once! .. and it wasn’t that long ago either .. what happened?? 7 or 8 years ago I swore that I would never be anything other than enthusiastic .. I probably thought I could save the world, bubbling with energy to change everything, not just at work, but playing in a band that really meant something & all that mis-guided ‘yoof’ stuff that we all go through - I was my own personal Red Wedge.. it was great ..

Now, I have turned. I have reached the tipping point where by I realise that I am never going to change the world. I have become one of the people that I used to complain about, that I swore I would never become - the slightly cynical type, out of their twenties, a realist rather than an optimist and so out of touch with ‘da pulse’ of life on the street that I don’t even know that Mika is #1 in the Charts* or all the words to Panic at the Disco’s latest 45** .. and neither do I care .. I am the person that I used to sneer at inwardly as someone that would never change a thing in life and just sit back and take the wage packet handed to them .. I used to hate that .. I really did .. but now ..

I love it. I can sit smug, self assured and content that I have achieved a lot of what I set out to do already .. I’m on course for all the other stuff too. I’m happy in work to the extent that it’s rewarding without being too demanding, pays the bills and then some, plus I look at the happy smiling faces of the new breed and I am not jealous, I’m happy for them, really happy, I just hope their band is a little more successful

 ”I was 21 years when I wrote this song, I am 36 now, but I won’t be for long …” sing up William ..

 * I had to look it up
** Can I still credibly use the term 45 as a cultural reference to the 7″ single, hell yes!!