I've always been a details-monkey rather than a bigger-picture person.* This is one of the many, manyΒ reasons why I'm not the millionaire CEO of some entrepreneurial shebang. I'd be too busy pondering the style of door knobs for the offices to notice that the business was falling over a financial cliff. So when I say that we went away this week for a couple o' nights to a Somerset village so that the Toddler Twinnage could have some bucket-and-spade time, I hope you'll understand that I've Continue Reading