I Took a New Job

I lived in the middle of London for five years. Proper middle, Zone1, London
Bridge, Borough. No messing. Never mind your Clapham or Brixton and all that.

During that time, although my head-office was but ten minutes stroll away I
worked daily with my clients at their offices.

Over those years that meant a number of different commutes including a five hour round trip to Surrey on tube/national rail, a three hour on the train to West London and a slightly shorter one, also to West London. In other words, commutes sucked.

Eventually after stint living on a Narrowboat on the Grand Union I moved myself to the green green county of Hertfordshire and I drove to my clients every day. This took an hour ish and allowed me to drink a cup of tea, not worry about the weather and develop an addiction to the PM on the radio.

Anyhow, I’m now actually working in Central London again ten minutes from where I used to live! Still, my commute is down to a blissful 50 minutes.

All a bit backwards isn’t it. I live the furthest away from work I’ve ever been (30+ miles) but it’s the quickest it’s ever taken me to get there. Finally I’m working in what I still feel is “my manor” when I moved out of here two years ago.

I like going into London, it feels great, but even more than that I like getting the fuck out of there and going back home! I haven’t felt a work-life balance like this since I lived on a Narrowboat on the Grand Union.

Text me if you’re around SE1 for a drink ❤️

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