Grabbing life by the steering wheel and learning to drive in your thirties
It’s time to start being a little honest with myself and those of you out there that may have looked to me in your thirties as a beacon of hope as a non driver.
My initial burst of enthusiasm has been recently been replaced by the dreaded word of any football manager — complacency. To use a driving pun — I had stalled.
Revoiced
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