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They just don't get paid for it!

Have you ever thought about making a little extra money?
If the answer is 'no', you are a very lucky person! As the economy dips into another recession, everything seems more expensive, and the pay check never quite lasts to the end of the month. Does this sound familiar?
Network marketing can fit round your life with ease, if that is what you need. You may love your chosen career, it just doesn't pay enough anymore.
As the title suggests, we all do network marketing without realising it. Let me give you a couple of examples: You discover a great litle shop that sells the most beautiful things and you know that your friends will love it, so the next time you speak to them you tell them about the lovely picture you saw that would look perfect in their hall. They go to the shop, see the picture, love it, buy it, and another two. The shop owner is delighted, your friend mentions that you told her about the shop - the shop keeper is delighted, she has made a sale. Does she give you a percentage of that sale? Of course not! But you unwittingly marketed her shop and products for nothing!

You take the family to see a movie, and buy sweets, icecream and popcorn. You all have a good time and enjoy the film, and tell your friends that they really should see it, the kids update their facebook status, and all their friends see that the film is worth watching. So many of them will go to the cinema to see it, and buy their popcorn, icecream, and sweets, the owners of the cinema and the distributor of the movie are happy, but do they give you some remuneration for all your hard work?

You can see where this is going, can't you?
What would be so difficult about getting paid to do the same thing? If only life was that easy!
When you recommended the picture from the shop, you believed that the product was perfect for your friend......the secret is to keep it genuine! In order to do that, you need to have perfect confidence that your product is right for the customer, and not try to flog them a pig-in-a-poke to meet your targets. It may not be obvious, but if you look after a customer, they are more likely to refer you to their friends!
Like everything else in life, you will get out what you put in to network marketing. It can be loads of fun, and if you enjoy meeting new people, it's definitely for you. Choosing which product to sell will make a huge difference - big names like Avon and Tupperware have a proven track record - but is the market saturated with their products? You certainly don't want a garage full of cleaning products that no one wants! Use the product/service yourself - you would be surprised how many distributors don't - how can you recommend it if you don't use it?
After you start in the business, the hard work begins, building customer numbers and even a team of your own........

 
 
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What on earth is she on about now?
I feel the best I've done in years, and I want to tell everyone! I want everyone to feel as good as I do, whether they want to or not!
Why would a person not want to feel good? I'm constantly surprised how individuals revel in their poor health, feel the need to tell everyone they meet how bad they feel, and no-one could possibly feel as bad as they do. They show off doctor/hospital appointments as if they were telegrams from the Queen! I come across these people on a daily basis, and they make me want to scream! The only person with whom you have a conversation about your ailments is ....YOUR DOCTOR!
Surely they should be expending energy on trying to get better, rather than feeding the downward spiral into depression, and not accepting the inevitable. I have been listening to the news on the radio today, and they are talking about putting more GPs into deprived areas of Scotland to rid us of this 'acceptance' of ill-health, like it was some kind of birthrite. "My granny died of a heart attack, my Dad died of a heart attack, I'd better put my affairs in order because I've only a few months left"..... DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!!
In my last post, I mentioned the poor health and lack of longevity in my family tree - but that's not going to be me!
I do feel fantastic, and I know it's because I'm taking these minerals, but I'm also exercising and trying to eat well. The eating thing has always been an issue, and I'm the first to admit I'm fat. People comfort-smoke, comfort-drink, me -  I comfort-eat. Ha! I just eat. I found out I had the eating pattern of a Sumo wrestler, nothing all day followed by constant feeding all evening.
So, breakfast... I do find it difficult to eat first thing, but it has to be done, and lunch... there is plenty time, but there always seems to be other things to do, like blog-writing, so I've put someone else in charge of acquiring lunch, and making sure I eat it! My evening meal has become a much shorter, less chocolate-containing episode, and I have been trying not to snack later in the evening. I can't say that I've lost too much weight, because I now need to focus on my portion sizes, and stop shovelling it down my throat like the dog is going to steal it - there is nothing more guaranteed to speed up your eating than a drooling dog at your side. I did a little of the Paul Mckenna book (you'll notice I said a little), and he talked about chewing your food 20 times before swallowing, and putting everything on a small plate, so that it looks a lot, both admirable ideas.
However, I'm wandering offf topic. We all want and need to feel good, so do I tell everyone?
Obviously, the answer is a big resounding yes! So if you're unlucky enough to bump into me in the shop, or on the street, humour me, listen to what I have to say - you could feel as good as me!

 
 
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Vitamin supplements are in the shopping baskets of 3/5ths of the UK population at some point throughout the year.
We take vitamins for many reasons: pregnancy, to boost or immunity to colds and 'flu, as we get older,etc and we give them to our children to help them grow and develop.
Obviously, they must work.. because there has been lots of research to prove that they do. We could not exist without them, but they are present in our diet, in the food we eat every day - so why do we take supplements?
I suppose nobody has a perfect diet, well almost nobody! The health gurus want us to take 5 portions of fruit and veg everyday - that is a lot of food, along with goodness only knows how much outsidey bits of cereals (not cornflakes), the idea being less time and less room for cakes and sausages.
So we take vitamin supplements to supplement those in our sausage-laden, broccoli-deficient diets.
I am going to throw a spanner in the works...
Minerals
Without minerals, you can take all the vitamins in the world and they won't do their job properly!
You know what they are - Calcium, Sodium, Potassium, Carbon - they are the big ones, but the less well-known trace minerals are just as important right down to a cellular level.
Very recently, about 3 weeks ago, I began finding out about minerals and their importance to me and my ageing body. As it turns out, intensive farming has taken substantial quantities of these little nuggets of health out of the soil. For example, there is only a 1/7th the amount in an apple as there was 40 years ago.
I am trying to stay healthy, and it gets more difficult with every year that passes. My genes are against me, as arthritis and heart disease, diabetes, and strokes are rife down the family tree. So what am I doing? Well, as with a lot of people, I could do with losing a few pounds(try stones!), so I've adopted  better, more regular eating habits and I take part in organised workouts twice a week, and walk the dog as far and as often as I have time for, all in the last 4 months. I have noticed aching finger-joints, sore back, swollen ankles, etc getting worse over the past few years, and I sleep very poorly.
And now I take minerals.
I am well aware of the 'placebo effect', but this is so not that!
I feel fantastic! Even after 2 weeks, the effects are noticeable, although the science boys say 3 months before the full impact is felt. I'm a definite sceptic when it comes to testimonials, but I actually know some people whose lives have been massively improved by taking minerals.
What can they do? They improve your general health, letting all your cells work better. You immune system gets a boost. It helps with all those aches and pains, inflammation in your joints, type II diabetes, the list goes on...
It isn't a miracle cure - your body gets a chance to heal itself!
Where can I get these minerals?
Like all things, all minerals are not the same. We need small molecule, plant-derived, water-soluble minerals - and I know just where to get them!

Click the link to the Simply Naturals site

This video tells you a little more, it's American, but as it says the problem is global....

 
 
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Well, is saving money a touchy subject?

In my networking experience, broaching the subject can be a little difficult, yet some people will happily boast to you about how much less they are paying for their car insurance, for example!
I get the distinct impression that everyone needs to save money, though they don't all want to.It is very easy to continue as you are, with a company that fleeces you on a monthly basis, than go through all the hassle of changing to a cheaper service.
"I don't like speaking on the phone.", "I'm too busy.", "I've been meaning to get round to it.", "I've been with them for years.", "My Mum and Dad were customers.", etc etc. These are just some of the excuses I have come across.
Natural shyness and an unwillingness to discuss personal finance with a complete stranger might be more plausible reasons perhaps.
I was, and to some extent, still am very good at making excuses not to save money.
A good example of this was my home and contents insurance. Shortly after moving house, I did a web search on the old 'dial-up'. I don't know that it was all that extensive, but it took hours, and I was convinced that I came up with the cheapest comprehensive quote at £147/month - yes - per month! I kept paying it for years, and even claimed on it when I lost a ring. When I was on the phone to the company, the person I spoke to remarked that I must have a really big house, and I replied "Not particularly"
. During the bad snow, the scullery developed a drip which I put down to the weight of snow on the roof, but the snow eventually melted and the drip was still there, so I called the plumber, who promptly informed me that I had a burst pipe, fixed it and charged me £125. I phoned the company(bearing in mind I was paying £147/month), and I was informed I would have to prove it was a burst pipe, and really, for £125, it wasn't worth claiming!!!!
The next day I was back searching for insurance on the price comparison sites(my provider wasn't on comparison sites), and found  comparible cover for £38/month - some difference!
Obviously, I have sorted out my own utilities - as I cant help others save money if I'm not using the service myself, but I've been putting off contacting Sky.........but they have just put my bill up again....so.........
I have been put off switching by the cold callers, or should I call them 'the cold dinner callers', as they always call when I have a plate of food in front of me! Doorstep selling of utilities is a thing of the past I hope, as it puts us all in a difficult position, and anyone providing gas and electricity is tarred with the same brush. In fact, as soon as I mention it, the eyes glaze over and the sales filter is well and trully raised! It is a definite challenge!
So how do I tackle the touchy subject?
Try to build a relationship(rapport) with your prospective customer, that is a great beginning.
Insisting you're not selling them anything sets the conversation into a downward spiral, and you may as well stop there!
Treating them as you want to be treated, speaking to them as if you were speaking to yourself, never force yourself onto them, and generally be well-mannered - ask yourself "Would my mother be proud?".



 
 
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When I first qualified as a dentist, I landed a job in one of the poorer areas of Dundee. I was delighted because it meant I didn't have to move my young family away from friends and relatives, and I could get the bus to get me to work.
The downsides were many, though I didn't realise, being fresh-faced and just out of university, the ink still wet on my degree. The job required doing a Saturday morning clinic.
Quite quickly I realised that 6 day weeks were awful, and definitely not for me! In fact, I take my hat off to those who do work on Saturdays, and without whom the economy would grind to a halt. Mind you - I am of an age that can remember the shops shutting half-day Wednesday (or Thursday) and the same on Saturday! Everyone got their shopping done in the morning, and the shopkeepers and assistants had the extra time at home with their families. I also remember the Council tying up the swings on a Sunday, so we couldn't go to the park after church - not all the old ideas were good!
Anyway, I didn't stay in that job too long, and during the interview for my next position, I knew to ask, and although the practice did open on a Saturday, I wasn't required to work - marvellous! So I became a 5-day-week girl....
What is she talking about? Why the title?
Well, I've taken to working on a Saturday again! Not at my proper job, but as a network marketer, and not just Saturdays, but evenings too.
As with all marketing, the secret is coming into contact with enough people, and we only have so many friends and family members. Friends and family tend not to join your opportunity straight away..."I'll wait and see how you get on"...leaving you with the question "How do I get enough people?".
The distributors of The Utility Warehouse Discount Club are restricted in the ways we can let people know about the company, this and the general public's loathing of cold-calling and doorstep sales can make the job of meeting people pretty tricky!
Nobody will invite you to a party if all you'll speak about is your opportunity, and no-one will approach you and ask what new business you're involved in!
So UW thought about this and came up with 'Win-a-Mini', affectionally known as WAMs. Once a year, the company has a free prize draw for a brand new Mini or £10,000 cash, and we,the distributors, use the draw to meet people and ask them if they would be interested in our services. WAM events can be held informally on the High Street, or in a setting such as a charity gala, fete, coffee morning etc.
Obviously most of these events happen on - yes you've guessed- Saturday Yaaaaayy!
I suppose it doesn't seem like work, but 5 or 6 hours asking people if they would like to enter a free prize draw can get a little wearing. You would be surprised how many people say no. I had this arguement with a salesman recently - he said if you went down the street and handed out £5 notes everyone would take one. Human beings are far more suspicious than that, and believe it or not, some would turn down free money in case there was a catch.
Weeding out prospects(potential customers) from these days can be tricky, and even though they seem keen when you first speak, by the time you have reached the follow-up telephone call, typically 2-3 days later, the 'Sales Filter' has been raised, and nothing you can do will make them talk to you. You can explain till you're blue in the face that we are not selling, just providing servioces they already use for less money.........it just doesn't work!
The secret seems to be keeping things very simple, and not to bamboozle the prospect with facts and figures - basically tell them what the business is, what they can get out of it, and what they have to do to get it. it sounds really simple doesn't it?
Sticking to the script is the hardest bit of the training, I'm soooo enthusiastic - I want everyone to know as much as I do, how fantastic the company is and how great the products are...........Margaret, just shut up!!


 
 
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Long commutes to work, difficult boss, bitchy work-mates, disappointing salary, or just stress make us dream of a different life.....
Imagine strolling out to the decking with a cup of coffee in your hand, sitting down at the table under the shade of the umbrella, and flipping open your laptop - I'm there already, alas only in my mind.
The internet is full of income opportunities - just type in 'work from home' to your search engine, and see the millions(no joke) of results that come up. Each one offers the kind of life style we all dream about, if you get your credit card out, you could be earning in the next hour.
Obviously, this is not true! I have had a go at some of them....mmmmmh..........
The internet marketing crowd are a very strange bunch, and split into two groups - those who have made money and those who have lost money, the second group having given it all to the first! I was very definitely in the second group:{  I gave up a whole year of my spare time, my garden went to jungle, and I put on loads of weight.
Here is a quote from one of the good guys out there - the glorious Mark Januszewski aka 'The World's Laziest Marketer':

REPEAT BEFORE BUYING:::::> If the system peddlers actually knew ‘how to’ generate leads to build an MLM effectively, why would they put themselves and their organizations in competition with everyone on the planet?

REPEAT BEFORE BUYING:::::> I will talk to [not read a testimonial], 2 people using this system who have sponsored people into their PRIMARY business [not the system]  and those people have also sponsored people into the primary business using the system.

He is talking about the types who promise that their 'simple, copy and paste' system will change your life. Be aware!!
There are genuine ways to make money from home, but I hate to tell you - they all take work, and lots of it! You need to have the same discipline, and a dedicated work schedule. Ok, it maybe that you can vary your hours, take a day off when you want, but you still need to put in the work! It's just like any other business.
So I work 2 jobs - my proper J.O.B. and the fun, part-time network marketing job. I am not going to be able to retire anytime soon, but when I do, I plan to have an income independent from the troubled personal/company pension schemes.
I know that I can do it, and that I've found the company to do it with.

Some people have found a way to retire early, on the same money as when they were earning...........

Some people have found a way to retire early, having paid off all their debt.........

Some people have found a way to leave their job and earn more money working part-time........

Some people have found a way to spend more time at home with their families and be financially secure.......

I could go on and on, but I'm lucky to have found a part-time job that will eventually allow me to do all those things. Don't get me wrong, it's hard work, fun though. The idea is to learn the business, so that you can teach it to others, and nobody knows it all - network marketing is all about dealing with people, and we all know how fickle they can be!


 
 
Is Marketing Right for The Cupar Dentist?
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It used to be a very controversial topic, and in fact, for many years dental practices were forbidden to advertise their wares to the general public. They were left to guess what went on behind closed doors. I remember signage being a big issue. Your plaque (brass or otherwise) had to be of a certain size, and I recall dentists going round in the dead of night measuring the size of the competition's brassware, and reporting them to the General Dental Council! You have no idea!
It used to amuse me how a fellow dentist started a conversation if you met them in the supermarket/pub - "Are you busy?" Not "How are you?", "How's your back?", but "Are you busy?" The stock answer was "Oh yes, VERY!" However, you had to be fairly careful that your sign was less than the recommended size if you were going to make statements of that nature, otherwise you would be the victim of dead-of-night sign measuring!
Then came a little give, and we were allowed to put a large advert in Yellowpages. Oh my goodness - the rush to make an appointment with the Yellowpages rep, the hurry to get the artwork done (yes, there were to be pictures!), do we go for a half page? Would that be too vulgar?
We used any ploy we could to poach patient to keep the appointment book full. Friends, friends of friends, people you met in the pub - all were fair game. You would listen to their 'horror story', and encourage them to come to see you instead of the 'butcher' down the street!

Then something unbelievable happened, the patients began battering at the door to be seen, crying out to the media that there simply weren't enough dentists to treat everybody.......
So what changed? Early retirement was a very attractive option. The government saw fit to close a few dental schools, and train fewer of us. More women were being trained and then taking years off to raise their families - present company excepted. And the very clever registration scheme, which was designed to stop the public 'dentist-hopping'. It had the effect of giving dentists the excuse to get rid of patients who never turned up. Can you imagine how annoying it is to be sat waiting time and time again for a patient to turn up for a scheduled appointment, them failing, only to turn up 3 months later with toothache?
So these people were bumped off one list, then another and another.....
We got so busy, there was no time to turn round, the standard of treatment had to suffer, or we could stop accepting new patients, so that's what happened.
Eventually, the government saw the error of their ways, only after decrying all the dentists who turned their back on the NHS. They imported dentist from the European Union and beyond, and began to train more. They funded access centres for those people not registered with an NHS practice.........
Where are we now?
Right back at square one!
Too many practitioners and not enough patients to go round!
Historically, the Scottish population are not very good at attending, and a huge proportion only attend when in pain, that will never change - well maybe if you paid them.....
So....marketing? Absolutely! If the Cupar Dentist is to survive, I need the public to know I'm here, and with all the practice over the years, I'm getting quite good at it!


 
 
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At the heart of the Cupar Dentist lies a soppy mess, yes indeed...
The following script was borrowed from an email I was sent today and my eyes are red and sore from bubbling!      


A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY 

     

The following true story serves as a reminder to all of us that we need to take time to enjoy living and life, and to love one another. Take a moment, even if it is only 10 seconds, to stop and smell the roses.

SHE was 6 years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live. I drive to this beach, a distance of 3 or 4 miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me.

She was building a sandcastle or something and looked up. "Hello", she said. I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child. "I'm building", she said.

     " I see that. What is it?" I asked, not caring. "Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand".

       That sounds good, I thought, and slipped of my shoes. A sandpiper glided by. "That's a joy", the child said. "It's a joy. My mummy says "sandpipers come to bring us joy."

       The bird went gliding down the beach. "Goodbye joy", I muttered to myself, "hello pain", and turned to walk on. I was depressed; my life seemed completely out of balance.

       "What's your name?" She wouldn't give up.

"Ruth", I answered. "I'm Ruth Peterson."

"Mine's Wendy... I'm 6."

"Hi", she giggled. "You're funny," she said.

In spite of my gloom I laughed too and walked on. Her musical giggle followed me. "Come again, Mrs P", she called. "We'll have another happy day."

Several weeks later, I returned to the beach. As I strode along the seashore, trying to recapture the serenity I needed, the child appeared.

"Hello, Mrs P," she said. "Do you want to play?"

"What did you have in mind?" I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.

"I don't know, you say."

"How about charades?" I asked sarcastically.

The tinkling laughter burst forth again. "I don't know what that is."

"Where do you live?" I asked.

"Over there". She pointed toward a row of cottages.

She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things.

When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.

3 weeks later I went to the beach again. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home.

"Look, if you don't mind," I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, "I'd rather be alone today."

She seemed unusually pale and out of breath. "Why?" she asked.

I turned to her and shouted, "because my mother died!" and thought, my God, why was I saying this to a little child?

"Oh," she said quietly, "then this is a bad day."

"Yes" I said, "and yesterday and the day before and - oh, go away!"

"Did it hurt?" she inquired.

"Did what hurt?"

I was exasperated with her, with myself.

"When she died?"

"Of course it hurt!!!!" I snapped and strode off.

A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there. Feeling guilty, ashamed and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door.

A drawn looking young woman opened the door. I introduced myself.

"Oh yes, Mrs Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother you. If she was a nuisance, please, accept my apologies."

"Not at all-she's a delightful child," I said, suddenly realizing that I meant it.

"Where is she?"

"Wendy died last week, Mrs Peterson. She had leukeamia. Maybe she didn't tell you."

Struck dumb, I groped for a chair.

"She loved this beach; so when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly..."her voice faltered.

"She left something for you... if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look?"

I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something, anything, to say to her. She handed me a smeared envelope, with MRS P printed in bold, childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues - a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird.

Underneath was carefully printed: A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY

Tears welled up my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide. I took Wendy's mother in my arms and we wept together.

The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. 6 Words - one for each year of her life - that speak to me of harmony, courage, undemanding love.

A gift from a child who taught me the gift of love.

by Ruth Peterson


 
 
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How did we used to look for a product or service? We asked friends and family, we looked in Yellow Pages, or we did the leg-work. Now, the vast majority look to Google or similar search engines on our smart phone, laptop, or pc. I say the vast majority, but with us oldies, the habit of asking a real person is a little hard to lose.
I like speaking to people, and although the information on Google is quickly obtained, it is only as good as the person who uploaded it! The personal touch may well get you the information you need.
Having just published this website, I was searching for it today. The task proved fruitless, as I was not going to search beyond page 10 on Google. I made a mental note to do some SEO - that is 'search engine optimisation', as there really is no point writing a blog every day if no soul can read the thing.
My name is in there, and on the first page, but as a Google Place, not for my website. Therefore, the practice can be found, but I would rather they could see the site too as it is not just about dentistry - this you will know because you're here! I can't proclaim to be a expert on SEO, but I know keeping blogging is very important, as are unique visitors to your site, and the back-links they give. It is possible to pay someone to do all this for you, but where is the fun in that? So I will go away and interact with other sites and get myself  some inbound links, and work from there.
I'll get back to the subject in hand - how do I find a dentist in Cupar? As I said, Google is most people's first port of call, and simply asking "dentists in Cupar" will provide you with pages and pages of related information. One might be happy if your details appeared on page 2, but research shows that the searcher will only look at the top third of page 1! Hence the need for SEO! So you as the searcher, will see a link to click on the top third of the page and be happy to call the dentist listed there.
Do you know anything about them? Can they see you? Is their work good? Will they treat you gently? The answers to these and many more questions can only be answered once you have made contact. If you asked a friend or a member of your family, they could tell you about their relationship with the person behind the mask.
Google lacks the personal touch. Would I remove 'me' from the first page of Google? - I don't think so!  I think we can go some way to bridging the gap by personalising Google Places entries with information about you, photos and even video. It is very easy to do, and maintain(it only takes a few minutes).
There are four dental practices in Cupar and the Access Centre at the Adamson hospital, so plenty practitioners, but who you choose will depend on your needs. Perhaps your whole family need preventive care, your elderly parent needs new dentures, you would like some cosmetic work, or just someone who'll take time with you, and talk you through a treatment. Personalities are very different, and no matter how you try, you just don't like certain people, but should that matter if they are good at fillings? You know, they actually did a survey on that subject when I was a student. The results weren't terribly surprising - people would go and see a person they didn't like if they were good at their job, and wouldn't go to see someone they liked if their fillings kept falling out, but most people took the middle ground and would go to see a likeable dentist over an unlikeable one even if the likeable dentist's work wasn't as good as the other one's work!
We make our minds up about a person within the first few seconds, so I tend to leave out the part about dirty mouths until we're on the second meeting! I also think that sympathy and empathy can go along way.........


 
 
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An odd title? Yes, I suppose so, but this is how I spent my morning.
I'll show you mine if you show me yours! This is my defibrillator.
As a healthcare professional, I am duty-bound to carry out CPR training at least once a year with my staff, and today was our lucky day! Come on, it's got to be better than fillings.
Steve the trainer always runs a great course, and today was no exception. He brought Annie through reception, looking rather fetching in an daring ensemble of green sweater, black leggings, and Steve's old trainers. To the uninitiated, Annie is the dummy we practice chest compressions etc on. Although today, a visitor at reception did offer us his services instead!
When I first started this (about a million years ago), Annie was a head and torso, but now, thanks to a foot pump, a remote control and an extension lead, she is a small adult who breathes and makes vomiting noises! The training began, and Annie started to groan - Steve was able to pick a random senario, and let us work through it. As usual, we were a little rusty to begin with, but the knowledge and previous training kicked in and we were off.
Carrying out mouth-to-mouth and chest compressions will give a heart attack victim just a 0.5% chance of survival, but add in a defibrillator and that percentage rises to over 90%. That is an amazing statistic, and makes me want to carry the defib around as a handbag. The training to use one is remarkably simple, and more people should know how, the machine talks you through the whole process. I appreciate that charities and other organisations are pushing for this to happen - we should all give them our full support, don't you think? Imagine the sense of helplessness if the senario became reality - with my kit beside me I could do a good job, but what if it happened in the aisle of a supermarket......
The serious business over, Steve and I began to talk about our favourite subject - marketing! The nurses' eyes glazed over and they left us to it. I could not wait to give him my 'Join the Club' presentation, oh I just love talking about it! As a fellow marketer, he was more interested in the business opportunity. Real income opportunities are quite hard to come by, so we have both become good at sifting through the nonesense. I don't think he has been as gullible as me! It's great to spend time with like-minded people, it gives me the boost to deal with the 'Negative Nellies' out there. The result of our chat remains open, but probably this time next week I will have a new distributor in my Utility Warehouse downline!

Here is a short video about using a defibrillator: please watch it!