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Thursday, 24-04-1997 - Henley-on-Thames
Back again to the Angel on the Bridge where I was attended by Zahn flower from South-Africa. Mr Alan Lister, from the region of Abingdon, Wine Cellar Manager of The Brewery, promised me to show me around after having returned from , Mrs Tristen showed me a beautiful poem of Rudyard Kipling that I will never forget:
IF
IF you can keep your head when
all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance to their doubting too,
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knives to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and
keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it
And- Which is more - you'll be a Man, my
son!
It's a great Honour to share this poem with You! (17.33.)
This morning I gave my Business Plan to Mrs Margaret Bushill, secretary of Professor Carnall of Henley Management College and I made an appointment with Mr Robert Dyson at Warwick University.
After having had dinner at the Angel on the Bridge I noticed a golden Mercedes D280 at the entrance of Harpsden Road with number NBL IX, what means to me Netherlands, Belgium, Luxemburg, 28 September.
This may produce some nuissance at KP according to Mr Sharp, but I write this as a feedback in communication processes like I learned in my management training. Sgt. Sharp had no inconvenience that I continue keeping you informed and told me that an official letter from Kensington Palace was to be expected. I hope it will be a positive one, because my train keeps running and cannot go back anymore. In all cases I need You to represent me in the United Kingdom.
