At home we've adverted disaster, at work we've found out what each other would
do if money was no object. Oh and there's just a day left before we hit the
eject button for a few weeks...
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
HERE'S ALL THE MONEY IN THE WORLD
  
    It's amazing how perspectives change in such a short time. A few weeks ago
    if you were to ask me where I'd be and what I'd be doing if money simply was
    no object, I probably would have suggested work, driving and loving a vast
    collection of cars that included rare JDM pieces, rally monsters and the
    occasional super car for a little bit of weekend fun and games. 
  
  
    But now that Netflix has completely sucked me into the drama of Formula One
    (see the current
    build project
    right here) I think I'd quite enjoy travelling with the family across the
    globe to see all the races in action personally. From the best and most
    expensive seats at each track obviously, that or my own private track side
    villa at each event. The family could join me or explore the countryside in
    each location and we could make the most out of each visit until the next
    race day. 
  
  
    And then at the end of it I could sit back and work out which race team I
    want to own for the next years season.
  
  
    Lu on the other hand wants to hire a full staff to work for her. Including
    cleaners, stylists and celebrity chef Curtis Stone to cook for her and the
    family. But why stop at one I asked? Not when you could have a weekday chef
    and a weekend one. Oh and a massage therapist - very handy to have when
    you're beyond rich.
  
  
    Shout out to the listener who wrote on Facey that they'd like to spend some
    time on the Space Station. Didn't think of that one, might have to buy
    myself a ticket for a weekend getaway there as well. 
  
  CRISIS AVERTED
  Poor Jackson didn't take things well yesterday when we broke to him the news
  that the venue for his 11th birthday party this weekend was now out of action
  due to management contracting Covid-19. No fault of anyone's really (what can
  you do?) but full credit to my amazing wife Donna who soon changed some
  massive plans to a trip to the movies instead and everyone involved in full
  agreement. 
  So he still gets a great day, family are still on their way, we're getting
  ready for a big weekend again, problem solved.
Well until the next one but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
Well until the next one but we'll cross that bridge when we get there.
LAST DAY TO RUMBLE
  One more show before our holidays start and I'll be honest, it's kind of crept
  up on me. And even though it's a full three weeks away from the microphone, it
  won't feel real until the first Monday when it won't be the trio of alarms
  attempting to rouse me, it'll be the kids getting up and getting ready for
  school. 
  So bring on Friday and let's send our last show for a bit into the
  stratosphere!
Whoooooo!
-Almigo
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