It’s Monday. Weekend over. Spare a thought for the estate agent today. That estate agent staring at screens, enthusiasm dimmed by the peaks and troughs of the industry, the vagaries of a malevolent office boss, working like a cockroach, not a unicorn, to find property listings, good at many things, excellent at others and rubbish
Copywriting sober: you see what it did to me. Before Christmas, I had a lightbulb moment, an epiphany, a ground-breaking idea. I decided to get my life properly together and stop habitual consumption of alcohol. For good.