Failure
I found myself feeling deeply uncomfortable at one point this week. I was at a training session at work and, for reasons I won't get into, we were discussing failure. We were asked to make a note of a failure we've had and what we learned form it before sharing it with others. I immediately knew what my answer ought to be but I brushed it aside knowing I would find talking about it uncomfortable. In the end I selected my GCSE music result instead. I have fairly respectable GCSEs, an A in Science and a B in eight other subjects. On top of that I got an E for music. I can distinctly remember a conversation with a teacher when discussing my GCSE options and they said that I didn't need to play an instrument in order to do GCSE music. Given that part of the grades is formed by a performance this statement wasn't true and my limited clarinet skills were of little sue. I squeaked my way through an ABBA piece whilst my peers performed classical music masterpieces. I wor...