“FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU’RE FIRED!”yelled my boss across the football pitch. My 12 year old son and his team were playing my boss’ son’s team and my boss was shouting the news across at me. I was so cross that my lips were pursed and my eyes watering with furious tears. I ran onto the pitch, took my son’s hand and rushed him off the pitch. We were going to drive to a campsite and stay there forever. At least I could get away from my boss and escape into the countryside. I was fired. WHY?