Free range humans …..

by Sunil Bali, 16-12-18

Don’t let those that have been tamed, tell you how to live.

The only fish that always swim with the tide are dead fish.



– Any wine can be mulled wine if you think about it long enough.

– Hands trembling in disbelief, I checked the numbers again ….. 09 15 19 12 20 18 ….. I’d got it, after all these years I’d finally got it, I’d got a doctors appointment.

– I’ve just finished reading "Training parrots to talk" by Hugh Zappretti-Boyden.


Live big & love deep.


Good mourning or good morning …..

by Sunil Bali, 09-12-18

Soon after the success of The Office in the USA, Ricky Gervais said, "Every morning I woke up I was weighed down by emails, text messages and voice mails with the word "urgent" in. Good morning had become good mourning for me.

I realized that I was spending less and less time doing what made me feel good.

So each morning, I now make sure that my diary is full of stuff that makes me feel good. This usually involves talking to people that make me laugh and creating stuff that makes people laugh.

I now give myself the time and space to be human again, to be me, and not give a sh1t about what other people think I should be doing."

As someone once said, "The main thing, is to keep the main thing the main thing." If you do this, everything else has a habit of falling into place.




I opened a lovely bottle of red wine at 7pm last night. The label read consume by 2020 …… I finished it by 1955.


Cashier to customer: Sorry for your wait.

Customer: You’re not so slim yourself mate.



Live big & love deep.


Art and Soul …..

by Sunil Bali, 02-12-18

The ceramics teacher announced on the first day of class, that he was dividing the class into two groups.

One half of the class would be graded solely on the quantity of work they produced, and the other half would be graded solely on the quality of their work.

On the final day of class the teacher would bring his bathroom scales and weigh the work of the quantity group: fifty pounds in weight of pots rated a Grade "A", forty pounds a Grade "B", and so on.

Those being graded on quality, however, needed to produce only one pot – albeit a perfect one – to get a Grade "A".

Come grading time a curious fact emerged: the works of highest quality were all produced by the group being graded for
quantity. It seems that while the quantity group was busily churning out piles of work – and learning from their mistakes – the quality group had sat theorizing about perfection, and in the end had little more to show for their efforts than grandiose theories and a not very good pot.

Whether its business, art or sport, it’s not the quest to achieve one perfect goal that makes you better, it’s the skills you develop from doing a volume of work.

Focus on the repetitions that lead to your desired outcome. Focus on the iterations that come before the success. Focus on the hundreds of ceramic pots that come before the masterpiece.

In other words: Try. Fail. Learn, Repeat.

Don’t be afraid of making a load of rubbish. Be afraid of making nothing at all.

Ps. The ceramics story is taken from the book Art and Fear



I’ve just found out my uncle has left me a stately home in his will.

I have no idea where Sod Hall is. I’m just off to google it.

  • To be honest, the only reason my wife and I are together is the children. Neither of us wanted custody.
  • Henry the 8th’s second wife Anne Boleyn had a brother…… his name was Tenpin.
  • I just found out that I passed my drugs test. My dealer has some explaining to do.
  • I decided not to eat the poultry in case it wasn’t fresh – chicken doubt.


Live big & love deep.


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