Life is truely, full of surprises. (youthful readers, please note)
Some a little more disconcerting than others.
And such it proved this very morning when I discovered that the Fates had conspired to fit several of my morning's events together with an uncanny symmetry...
First off, I wend my weary to Barry's kind offering to discover that he is very much back on form.
I am reminded, on reading B's latest missive, of my walks around the leafy London 'suburb' of Hampstead. Then too one could hear the Divas trillingly practise up, down and around their scales: me-me-me and from beginning to end 'dough' and more 'dough'.
sol-fa...so good?
'Less in more', right up to the point where 'more is more'...more or less.
"Go for growth." Is the answer.
Quite what the question might be, we are left to guess.
...back to the Fates...
Falling-in neatly behind my reading of B's blog came a letter from that renowned American film-maker Michael Moore...
http://www.michaelmoore.com/
...in which he identifies the turning point in the fortunes of the American middle-classes. Thirty years ago yesterday, to be exact. By all means, make your own mind up.
Then, from out of the blue, I was intrigued by something someone said to go off and learn about a man who, through great flair and determination, made a name for himself in Britain. One William Heygate Colbourne Butlin, yes, that Billy Butlin. Here you may read for yourself...
http://www.butlinsmemories.com/other/billybutlin.htm
While his story is full of 'pep' and get-up-and-go and much along the lines of "Get on your bike and find a job." the early sign of his coming claim to fame and fortune was his interest in and his knowledge of, people...
...not his willingness to hire only cheap labour, an insistence upon his workforce being bereft of benefits and a push for growth at all costs.
The mark of a true creator of wealth, (as opposed to the common shyster who sees nothing but the bottom line), I discerned in the story of BB and can be illustrated by the following excerpt...
..."His first fair was at Axebridge, where business was very good Billy made 10 pounds clear profit, a good deal more than the other experienced stall holders. How did he do this?, simple, whereas the other stall holders aim was to make money and not give away the prizes, Bill decided that it would be better if the public were to win more often thereby making them come back more to try their luck. On a normal hoopla stall the blocks under the prizes are too wide thereby making it very difficult to get the hoop over, Bill made his blocks smaller so that the hoops went over more easily. He therefore got rid of all his prizes and made a very nice profit...."
All in all, a profitable morning for me. Thank you Barry.
Ignorance is bliss, bliss is happiness, I am happy...to draw your attention to the possible connectivity in the foregoing.
