As I travelled in this morning on a packed-to-the-gills Tube train, for the first of a 2-day strategy away day session for Volans, my back gave out – so that rather than racing off for (what would have been) a surprise day with Innovation Arts, I ended up flat on the floor. Sam then taxied me off to Ale’s osteopath in North London, during whose kind ministrations my spine gave off a sound like a pistol shot – at least in my head. Something tells me that having sat in front of computers for some 30 years hasn’t served my poor back well. But am I likely to change? Well, I’m trying to sit up straight for the moment …
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