This is a photo of my old Maglite torch (35ish years old – and still working!).
I bought this all these years ago when I was a cop working in a very rough part of Glasgow – for this reason.
Quite a few of the local criminal fraternity had equipped themselves (and I use the word “equipped” deliberately) with large dogs such as Alsatians, Dobermans and the occasional Rottweiler (fortunately Pitbull type dogs weren’t a “thing” back then).
My colleagues and I quickly discovered that our wooden Police issue batons were no defence when the delinquents set their snarling pets on us.
However, we found that a heavy and robust Maglite metal torch, as well as being a first rate light source (unlike the rubber Police issue variety), was also excellent for “defending” oneself against marauding canines.
It was also very handy for breaking windows (to gain access to houses in which it was suspected that the occupant had passed away), as well as sundry other uses -as the scratches on the metal casing clearly illustrate (you can also see my initials).
Somewhat bizarrely, when I needed the torch the other day (for the first time in a long while) all these memories from so long ago came flooding back (which they hadn’t done on many previous occasions I’d used it). Weird? Or what?
However, these recollections made me remember what I’d done at that time in my life, who I’d been then (and why).
And I realised that the memories of these incidents (and many others) have contributed to the person I am today.
In essence, I’m someone who has always helped others (in whatever capacity).
Now, as a coach, I help people find their own solutions to the “stuff” in their lives.
And, let’s be honest, we ALL have “stuff” in our lives that we want to “sort out”.
But sometimes we just need a bit of a helping hand.
If that’s YOU, please get in touch with me for a chat.
Finally, I’d be really interested in in hearing YOUR stories about objects, places, experiences (or whatever) which remind you of the things you’ve done in the past and which have “shaped” the way you are now.
Go on, I know you’re itching to tell me!
