… I’m back.

Didja miss me?

I spent the last week and a bit over in the UK seeing clients, and planning shit (cunningly, of course).

And on my return was most gratified to see my weight has remained stable — gratifying because it’s That Time of Year again when I’m getting my beach-body bikini ready.

Or something.

Anyway… for reasons I can’t fathom a true story came to mind this morning as I soaped down the aforementioned bod in the shower.

Way back when I was an apprentice fitting telephone systems in factories and other business premises, a mate of mine was having a spot o' bother drilling a hole in the brick wall so we could get the cables through.

Weird as fuck — he’d lean into the Kango, it’d screech and grind, and seem to be doing its job, but whenever he slackened off the pressure, it just bounced back at him.

He must have tried a half-dozen times but it kept happening.

He was just about to have yet another go when the door flew open and the irate bloke from the room the other side of the wall charged into the room shouting and swearing at us.

My mate and I looked at one another and shrugged, clueless, before following the bloke through the door, down the corridor, and into the adjoining room…

… to discover my mate had drilled through the wall and into the briefcase the bloke had wedged between the wall and the desk-leg.

Laugh?

I nearly shat.

Because not only had he destroyed the briefcase and the paperwork therein, but he’d also managed to skewer the poor chap’s packed lunch.

Moral of the story?

When something isn’t working, don’t just keep blindly pushing on hoping something’s gonna change.

Take the time and make the effort to walk around that metaphorical wall and see why the proverbial drill ain’t making any progress.

A fresh look, a new pair of eyes, can make the world of difference.

Which is, of course, why you should message me and book a free 15-minute brainstorm session with me — I’ll ask you a few questions about your business and the challenges you face, and give you a handful of ideas you can plug into it pretty much right away.

Sound good?

“Yes, EBG, it sounds spiffing”, is the only sane response to that question.

Witheringly,

P.S. If you’re waiting for me to get back to you about my “I need your help” post, fret ye not — I haven’t forgotten you.

Now I’m back in the Cave, I’ll get back to you this week.