It’s been over two years since I have myself a kick up the arse and smartened my business up.
The first step was I tidied up my appearance by visiting the Turkish barbers and getting them to shape up and trim my beard and hair.
Weight loss was already ongoing – I didn’t want to become that fat old guy with the belly sticking out from under my t-shirt.
Finally, I took the financial plunge and got a new van. SAF 1 as I call her. I didn’t want to signwrite her so I decided to opt for a personalised numberplate.
Happy 2 years together. One more left before the lease runs out and I replace her. I think it’ll be another Transit Custom.
If Brexit doesn’t fuck the country and we all end up licking moss off rocks. Of course.