So, one of the other parts of my 'normal life' is a part-time bodyguard / close protection officer. You wouldn't think it to look at me; fairly average height, slim, average looks. 'Its always the quiet ones' as me old mum used to say. I'd post a piccie, but then it wouldn't be anonymous now, would it!
Anyhoo, it kind of happened accidently many years back as an offshoot of my being a martial arts instructor. One of my students had more money than sense and decided they needed to be looked after whilst out on business ( all legit, I hasten to add; no riding shotgun for pimps, smugglers or dealers) and it kind of took off from there. Since then, I've seen some nice places, looked after some nice people and had to do some un-nice things, but these are VERY rare. As anyone in the trade will tell you, its 99% boredom walking just behind your client, on constant but relaxed look out for any trouble that may occur.
Back in the day, my old day job was flexible enough to take time off, but now, and with young family, I don't do much CP'ing; I do enjoy teaching the occasional seminar now and again tho' for friends who run their own CP or BG companies.
It'll get harder too, once Iraq has 'stopped' (like that'll ever happen; people seem to forget Northern Ireland, or more recent military action / occupations) there'll be a flood of 'em all back in the UK, looking for work.
But I do take on the occasional 1-3 day tasks. Money is handy, but its mainly a holiday from the day job.
This is a roundabout way of apologising for not blogging these last few days, but I've been a bit busy. It was boring as usual, but theres always that constant relaxed buzz of not knowing what'll happen next. The downside is not sleeping for a few days after, cos of the adrenalin anti-climax, and going back to the day job. But you get to appreciate what you've got in life, after the epiphany that some people could lose what they have in a second...
