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    The Great Gordino Newsletter - Issue 278 - Mon 17th Jan 2005
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    Hi There,

    I hope you're well this week.

    Last week I talked about accepting the good *and* the bad, I
    talked about expressing your personality, and I talked about
    questioning your beliefs.
    I mentioned an accident with some hairclippers, jumping across
    rooftops, and a mentalist.
    If you missed any of them, rush at full speed to the main archive link
    at the top of the page.

    I had a really nice surprise last week.
    I was at a jam night, when someone came up to me and told
    me that he enjoyed this newsletter.
    I won't mention his name, because that might be fair on Mike,
    but it really put a smile on my face I can tell you.

    The next time you feel like making a little compliment to
    someone, do it, they're great pick-me-ups!

    Little bit nervous this morning - it's my car's MOT.
    This is the certificate of roadworthyness that all vehicles in the
    UK over 3 years old need to have.

    It's done once a year, and it's the first time I've done it with this
    particular car.

    I always fear the worst, because my car maintenance skills are
    not exactly top drawer.
    Let's be honest, I have to be fairly deep in love with a girl before
    I wash *myself*, let alone my car.

    I've been driving for 20 years this year, and in all that time, I've
    never cultivated an interest in cars.
    It just doesn't ring my bell.
    It doesn't push my buttons.

    Getting all oily and dirty with your hand round a bend
    somewhere?
    No thanks, not when I could be eating sweets or having a cup of
    tea instead.

    So, the result of my lack of interest in cars?
    I have to pay.

    Because I don't look after them properly, preventable things
    tend to go wrong, and I have to pay someone to fix it.

    Could I learn the skills?
    Of course I could.
    But I have decided I am happy to pay for my lack of knowledge.

    I try not to look my normal kind and innocent self when I go to
    garages, otherwise they tend to think 'Here comes a fool, we'll
    fleece him', and I can almost hear the pound signs ringing up in
    their heads.

    I was looking particularly mean today, with the remnants of my
    shaven head debacle hopefully leaving the garage lads in two
    minds about leading me on.

    Mind you, as I write, the phone is suspiciously quiet.

    Right , I'm off to cross my fingers for an ok MOT, and here's
    today's thought - are you happy to pay for your lack of
    knowledge, or would you rather learn?

    'Til Wednesday,
    Health and Happiness,
    Gordon
    email me at gordon@gordonbryan.com - you'll have to copy and paste
    thanks to the idiot online spammers!



    
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