Meeting Friends

Each week or so someone stops me somewhere and says, "You're Paul Sellers!" or "Are you Paul Sellers?" It's gratifying, I must say. Afterwards I ask myself, 'How did this happen?'. This morning I was working on my computer in a cafe at Waitrose which is quite usual for me and Ben came over from two tables away. He was with his friend, a coworker, neither of whom I had met before. We chatted and found our common interest of woodworking and Ben said that his wife was a fan of our woodworking program too. I found out that Ben and his friend work just around the corner from me at Sophos and Ben told me he and his wife love woodworking back in Australia, which is where he lives and works for the Aussie arm of Sophos. A few weeks ago, walking through town, two software engineers from Lancashire working at Sophos stopped me in town. One of them recognised me and greeted me and then the other realised who I was. It was nice walking along the road with them and chatting for a while. Anyway, it's nice!

Oh, ten minutes ago someone else stopped by and said he too followed us online and was new to woodworking: It's a new world!