This July was a whirlwind of travel throughout some of the loveliest sights that England has to offer. I highly recommend any of them for the curious traveler.
This month I’m not writing about a place I have travelled to, rather a different kind of journey. For the past 4+ I have been writing a memoir of my early life. I’m not writing it because I am famous or a narcissist as I’m neither of those. Why then? Because those years shape us by creating our patterns of thinking which in turn affects our behaviour and each year, adds a layer.
Please bear with me as I set the stage for this blog.
In the early 1980’s, I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar at night whilst studying marketing and business administration during the day. The venue was called Richards on Richards and was arguably the hottest nightclub in Vancouver.