Pivot

Some days you get lucky. Some days you accidentally meet the man who changes everything. Some days your life pivots and sends you off down a completely different path. Such a day was 25 years ago today. Thursday, June 07, 2001 The rest of Britain remembers this day as the first General Election of the 21st century. Tony Blair was defending his first term legacy against the combined onslaught of William Hague and Charles Kennedy, and the outcome was never in doubt. But I remember it as the day I kickstarted my escape and everything got better, not that I realised at the time. To set the scene I'm living in a Suffolk village and two years into Job 3, my penultimate career option. I've been doing it for two years and am not really enjoying it, indeed of late it's become increasingly untenable. I only took the job because a relationship necessitated it, and since splitting up have been trapped somewhere I didn't really want to be doing something I didn't really want to do. Finding a way…