Me And My Big Mouth

Life begins at forty. Or so they tell me. And now that I’ve hit the big 4-0 I’m about to find out for myself. I suppose I should now be heading off to the gym at every opportunity to firm up my excess of relaxed muscle and retain my “thirty something” good looks, but instead I have set myself an almost equally ridiculous challenge.

One man. One mission. One million. One year.

Lovers of poetry will no doubt bemoan the fact that I have given myself a year and not a month. Cynics will no doubt be chipping in with “millenium more like”. But I’ve given myself a year, and 12 months or 365 days or 8760 hours (is that all the hours that there are in a year?!) it is, like it or lump it.

Exactly how I’m going to achieve it remains to be seen. And that’s not just a subtle way of urging you to return to this website from time to time to see how I’m getting on. You’ll be doing that anyway.

No, it remains to be seen because I haven’t quite worked out the finer details myself. I’m still dining out on the fact that I came up with the “One man. One Mission . . .” thing.

But I have plenty of ideas. I ALWAYS have plenty of ideas. A day doesn’t go by without me having yet another idea – or two or three – for a new business. And I’m hoping this coming year gives me both the opportunity and the determination to put some of them into practice. Because one of the problems with having so many ideas is that you flit from one to another without really achieving very much at all.

My other big hope is with regards to this one man thing. Whether I manage to make a million or not, I want others to benefit from my successes and to learn from my failures along the way. And in return, it would be fantastic if you and anyone else who takes a passing interest in my mission would chip in with their own thoughts and ideas along the way.

So without any further ado, let battle commence!