Sometimes I feel like a petrol pump in a petrol station, only there when peoples tanks are empty, so that they can get a top-up and then go on their journey.

I am there to fill people up with knowledge, learnings, to make changes, give additions like accessories to a car, to wash the windscreens so that they can see better, polish their paintwork, pump their tires up.

It is good to see them leave my forecourt like a new car, with enough fuel for the next part of their journey wherever that may take them and whoever may be going on the journey with them. Sometimes I wish I too could make the journey with them, but two's company and three's a crowd.

Then I wonder where I can fill my tank up.

But I love my job, and I do have enough in my tank to give to others if they want it.