Imagine - if you will - a small village in the middle of Yorkshire - quite sleepy really - a pub - a few restaurants and a nice Church. That is where I used to stay and work a few villages away.
As you may remember - the job I loved and I got made redundant earlier this year was in an adjacent sleepy village.
How spooky is this?
the company I now have the pleasure of being a director for is based no more than 400 yards from the place I used to stay.
Spooky if you think of all the places I could have chosen to work.
What are the chances of that?
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