Tony Grist (poliphilo) wrote,
Tony Grist

I Get Knocked Down, But I Get Up Again...

The Telegraph has an article about the high-flying restauranteur Mark Hix- who lost his businesses to Covid 19 and is currently running a fish stall from a car park outside Bridport. He plans to rebuild but isn't sure he'll be going back to London because Bridport is where he grew up and altogether more fun. There's a photo of him grinning hugely with sunny Dorset in the background . He doesn't look like a man who has just been swatted like a fly; rather he looks like a man who's having the time of his life.

We won't put the world back the way it was- and why would we want to anyway? The old world was rubbish. We can do better.

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