So what do you do? There is a house for sale two doors down from where we live. At the weekend, I was working outside of our garage, filling the car with scrap wood from an internal wall that we had demolished. A man, who I would place somewhere in his forties, left his parked car and approached me. He had seen the listing online and had come for an initial drive by. After telling him what I knew about the area, such as the levels of quiet and the schools, he asked me a question:
Surely we're more than our jobs
Surely we're more than our jobs
Surely we're more than our jobs
So what do you do? There is a house for sale two doors down from where we live. At the weekend, I was working outside of our garage, filling the car with scrap wood from an internal wall that we had demolished. A man, who I would place somewhere in his forties, left his parked car and approached me. He had seen the listing online and had come for an initial drive by. After telling him what I knew about the area, such as the levels of quiet and the schools, he asked me a question: