The start of 2014 has been quite an exercise in juggling multiple objectives, clients (old and new) and challenges of travel and annoying illness. Along the way I've been listening and reading with interest the many radio and newspaper accounts of why January is such a bad month. I've always quite liked it - new starts and the materialistic Christmas frenzy as far away as possible. My favourite month though is March, not least for daffodils. So I had a big smile on my face this morning when I dragged myself from my bed for yet another very early start but found a new display of cut daffodils adorning the lobby of my hotel in Doha.
Life is good, but so far this year it's been a test of living it at full pace plus a little more.
I should stop more and thinkAnd then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.