I had been working with Danny for three sessions, and after he had told me he his problems, I tried to offer some advice courtesy of my trade mark sit-up-and-listens. But he wasn’t putting it to practise. The advice was brilliant – what was he playing at?

Turns out he is just a little hard of hearing. I got two standard size party hats left over from the Gym Box Christmas party and in seconds, he was hearing me loud and clear. Now that I am finally getting through, he promises to change those specs by the end of the week.

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