I recall very vividly visiting Plymouth as a kid in the late 70s and witnessing a mass group of punks hanging out around the local Virgin record store. It was clear, I felt it, I sensed the emotion that something really important, something big was taking place. Naturally I was not old enough to truly appreciate what that was, yet I knew this was fucking cool, and I had to have a piece of it.
As time went on I also become a punk of sorts, formed a band with three chords and yes, relished the anti-establishment culture that was rocking society.
I’ve always enjoyed Richard Branson’s outlook, his have fun at all costs attitude, his daring adventures and desire to break the stale mate.
You might enjoy this book too, it’s an easy read, in small bite sized chunks based around a chapter question.