Love me, love my bouzouki

I have a bouzouki. It has eight strings, and tunes like a violin or a mandolin, but an octave lower.

So, the thing is with a little practise my bouzouki playing is becoming less rubbish, and more acceptable to human hearing.

GOAL!

I can’t remember if I talked about this before, but I’ve been given a new job . It’s a great little thing – I run a distribution area and supervise the warehouse of finished goods and shipping to customers. It’s a relatively simple exercise if I’m honest – mostly making sure people stick to the processes and trying to improve the processes themselves. Of course, you sometimes get problems to solve along the way, but it’s OK.

I looked at the company I work for, took a moment to think and then came up with this little manifesto for how I want to be. This isn’t my multi-million selling idea, it’s a simple one which I believe holds the key to me not sticking my head up my bottom when I’m supposed to be leading the people who work in my team.

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