Today (now yesterday) was my last day at Postilion. i thought i'd write a piece on my time at Postilion, my contribution, what i learned, and how i grew an matured as an individual.
Then i realised what a stupid idea that would be.
So instead i'll show you in a more visually practical way how i changed through my career at Postilion. This is what i looked like when i started there 7 years ago:
Are you wondering how i fit all the necessary pipes, tubes, and organs into that spindly little neck?
Disturbing isn't it? Perhaps i should have put a disclaimer at the top of this post and recommended the optional but advisable use of motion-discomfort-bags.
Actually, it's only disturbing if you see what i look like today. Here's a photo of me taken shortly before our ski-trip last year. Note pale, almost translucent complexion and official London boring hair-cut.
This is what i look like today(ish). This was taken in Cape Town shortly before our return to the UK and work.
i don't know what you think but i think that the above look like three totally different people. All gorgeous, obviously, but like distant cousins of one another. Which one is better? YOU decide! i'm thinking the relaxed five-months-in-the-Alps looks is the best.
i really am quite rubbish at this blogging thing. This started off as a nostalgic reflection on my time at Postilion and as ended up as a sickening and slightly disturbing study of me through the ages.
A lack of snow and pipe-smoking buddies has left me scrambling for topics. If i had any readers, i'm sure they'd be changing channels right about now.
1 comment:
Ian, I thought it was a good post. Wow, the picture from when you joined Postilion. I remember that time, you shared an office (briefly) with me as I recall. Ah those heady days.
Anyway, I am really adding a comment to say Happy Birthday!
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