A greyness of accountants

The day started and ended with accountants. First up, a breakfast briefing on the digital revolution with the chief executive of the Guardian, who gave a fascinating glimpse into the future of what used to quaintly be called newspapers.

Then lunch with a friend of a friend, whose mother has just been diagnosed with Alzheimers. I passed on information about the services available for the elderly with dementia - not a subject I ever hoped to find myself an expert on.

Last up was a reception at the National Museum of Scotland, for accountants who qualified with KPMG. I know attendance wasn't mandatory, but just like school reunions, I was curious to see how ex-colleagues had turned out. And the answer is - badly, in the main. It seems old accountants never die, they just get even more boring. They are no doubt saying exactly the same thing about me.

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