Clothes Maketh The Man — Part 26.

There is a lot to be said for starting a work day with a refreshing walk in the sunshine. The troubles and tribulations were far away, as I walked along the beach in the bright morning air.

Already a few people were setting up to have a lazy day in the sun doing nothing, setting umbrellas and coolers on the sand. I was painfully aware how pale I was in comparison. I relished the warmth of the sun on my face and I felt I could completely understand those who chose to live in this delightful climate.

My schedule for the day was straightforward. I had to pick up a car, get to a 10.30 meeting at St. Augustine’s, have lunch with the organisation directors, sign off on the contracts and then later in the day get in a call to my business partner, Steve, to discuss the details. I would work with the marketing director tomorrow on the operational details of the contract. We had a lot of setting up to do, but it was all quite straightforward. Tomorrow would end with a board meeting and then I would have to think about next steps and likely head back to Chicago after a day or two of exploring the local area. I may even get in a little fishing.

By the time I returned to the hotel my head was in the business game, and I was prepared for the day. I’d picked up a cheap phone and a local calling plan from a store in one of the malls I’d walked by…