Friday 18 February 2011

What do you need to be rich?

You are rich if...
...you own properties in lots of countries.
...you have more than one car.
...you can change your mobile phone every year.
...you need to insure your jewelry.
...you pay someone to do your ironing.
...you can holiday abroad every year.
...your children have a room just for toys and games.
...you pay others to decorate the house.
...you need a gardener to look after your gardens.

You are rich if...
...you own more than one property.
...you can buy a new car every year.
...you have a mobile phone for all your family.
...your children have lots of toys in their bedroom.
...you can buy ice creams when you go out for the day.
...you can holiday every year.

You are rich if...
…you can pay the rent or mortgage every month.
…you throw away clothes because they are out of fashion.
...you can eat out in restaurants.
...you can send your children to university.
...you can keep a pet.

You are rich if...
...there are more rooms in your house than people.
...you can buy new clothes before they wear out.
...food goes off before you can eat it.
...you can buy presents at birthdays and Christmas.
...you can visit local attractions from time to time.

You are rich if...
...some of the family don't have to share a bedroom.
...you can replace clothes as they wear out.
...you can choose what to cook for each meal..
...some of your family have a job.
...all your children go to school.

You are rich if...
...the whole family can sleep in the house at the same time
...you can buy toys the children can share.
...some of your children go to school.
...there is food for every meal.

You are rich if...
...you have a place to stay that is safe at night.
...your family eats something every day.
...you have a change of clothes for every family member.

So how rich are you?
How far do you think this could go on? Where do you think you wouldn’t feel rich any longer? How little do we need to feel rich?
Do you even need to be rich to be happy?
Since you have read this using a computer, it's likely that you are in the richest 5% of the population of the world.

Friday 11 February 2011

Who am I?

Lots of people have asked this question in a myriad of ways, and I haven't found a perfect answer yet.

First though, Glyn Hedeg isn't my real name. It's a pseudonym for the legal me, Richard Jones. Do a Google search for my real name and you'll be inundated with thousands of possibilities.
Glyn Hedeg, on the other hand, almost fills the first page with the stories I've had published so far.

So how do I define who I am?

What am I like? Balding, middle aged, glasses. With a fantastic smile and great dark brown eyes. But that's the outside, what about the inside? I don't mean the gloopy bits, of course, but then you already guessed that. Am I even competent to write about myself? Should I get the people I relate to to define me? My wife, children, or friends? What about people who don't like me - do they get a say?
I like to spend time on my own, but also love meeting new people. I can dance up a storm (though my two boys complain about "Dad dancing"), but can't get a party going on my own. I can stand up and give a great lecture, but failed teacher training. I play clarinet in a band, but only in front of friends.

What do I do? I'm a software engineer by trade, though have tried various other jobs, including labouring. Does that define me?

What about what I believe? I'm a firm believer in democracy, even though it doesn't always work the way I want it to. I'm a Christian too, but what I mean by that and what you understand probably doen't match up fully. I care about people, but don't always follow up with actions. Is this enough for you to know who I am?

I've changed, too. I'm different to who I was when I was a teenager. Heavier, for sure, but calmer too; I don't lose my temper any more. I've been through depression, and come out the other side - was it the same me that experienced that?

I guess the only way for you to know who I really am is to be me for a while. Even then, you'll only get the me that's now, not the process that brought me here.
You could live with me, but even then you'll only see part of me, like I'd only see part of you.

So, I guess I can't get a proper answer. What I do know, is that I like being me. There's no one else quite like me, though I overlap with lots of others - particularly with my name.