Pivot Like A Ballet Dancer

The Flexible Income Journey

Now some of you, who have read previous scribbles of my life story, will know that I bucked against my parents’ dreams of me following in the family tradition of joining the Army.

Well, I held that thought for a while, again some will know that in my mid-twenties, I joined the Royal Air Force and had a successful and glorious career.

However, one thing I haven't mentioned is that I actually also have 10 days of accountable service in the British Army.

I was 19 years old, working as a trainee Mental Nurse at a time when standards and conditions did not ring true with my ideas of what helping people would be.

So, I decided I would give this Army “thing” a whirl. I applied and trained daily in order to be battle-ready.

Now the thing I hadn’t jigged into the plan was having an accident on my Vespa Douglas 200 Scooter, some 6 weeks prior to my Army assessment.

Flying through the air over the handlebars smacked as the beginning of the end in many respects. Though landing on my head was not a great experience either way.