THE DIARIES OF PAUL K LYONS - 1993
My life this year was utterly dominated by the demands of starting a new business: writing and producing a monthly newsletter (requiring me to be in Brussels for a week or more each month collecting information), marketing the newsletter (mostly by large-volume mailings), and setting up administrative systems to manage subscriptions, mailing, accounts, etc. The diary is full of mundane details as I work out and work through all that needs to be done. There are also regular updates on orders (or worries about the lack of them), each one being worth in the region of £300 - my one-man company needing around 100 by the end of the first year to remain viable.
Barbara and Adam moved back into the house in Aldershot Road (though we continued to use the Brighton house for weekends and holidays), and together we began to consider how and where to live in the near future - both of us wanting to move out of London. But without any clarity on what work Barbara would do, or where it would be, such discussions floundered. Adam started at a newly-built primary school in Kilburn, but we soon found that, despite the fantastic facilities, bullying was rife and unacknowledged by the staff. We moved Adam to a tiny school in West Hampstead - Emmanuel - dating from the Victorian era, with a playground the size of a postage stamp, where he was, instantly, much happier, and where he thrived.
During the year, I travelled with Adam to Germany, to the Black Forest, to stay with friends. With Barbara, Adam and I went to a wedding in Scotland and had a glorious week’s holiday around Dartmouth. Otherwise, I enrolled in a week-long dinghy sailing course; and explored Prague for a few days on the back of an energy conference.
Paul K Lyons (January 2016)