The Bubble

When I worked in the corporate world I lived in a bubble, a generally nice one. Plenty of travel, nice car, good salary, people similar to me as colleagues and customers; of course some divorces, deaths, but day to day life for all of us was generally fine. Maybe you are someone who leaves the bubble sometimes; I am afraid I did not.

This week I attended an event organised by a charity called Ascend. I have copied the text below from their website:

‘ASCEND ( is a community based charity, based in the heart of South Oxhey, an area nationally recognised as a regeneration district with social deprivation issues. Our work is all about moving people forward, challenging their perceived barriers to education and training; providing people with more choice and control over their lives. Thanks to ASCEND, many local people now have the confidence, self-esteem and skills to find a route to employment, some for the first time in their lives.’

I stepped out of the bubble, and saw another world. A world where special people are trying to make a difference in an area where things may not quite so good for some people. The session I attended was called ‘Beat The Blues – African Drumming’. The joy it brought to everyone was fantastic. Great to see how different people in the group help others and the sense of team spirit. What joy on a grey day!

I very much like the above words ‘challenging their perceived barriers’. Often people in less financially prosperous areas feel they don’t deserve a good education or job. What a massive waste of potential.

Maybe there is an organisation similar to Ascend where you live; maybe you are involved already. If nothing else, getting involved is a great way to keep grounded in the high-flying world and to get away from the bubble for a while.

Author: Andrew Knowlman

I am a 50-year old father of two children, married to Jane. I live in Hertfordshire, UK. I was diagnosed with Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis in April 2015.

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