Then I consciously recall the idiotic, power-over, controlling dickhead of a chairman calling me to a meeting six miles away, which then followed by me rushing past my home in the opposite direction to deliver leaflets. Feeling angry and used because I could have saved time and fuel by meeting them there anyway.
Total consequences of such and similar behaviour resulted in my abruptly walking out in the middle of another meeting, telling them that I had better things to do with my time than sit listening to liars and gobshites.
The umbrella organisation has the sort of principles of which I am in
total agreement with and remain loyal to, for it has a generous and strong core that is based upon decency, democracy and sound reasoning.
Today, I am very like the patient Heron above, standing alone, still, silent and with the precious principles that I hold dear.
Isn’t it amazing what dreams will trigger ?