ENSFI Standards apply only to ENFSI members and a criterion for membership is you need to be a stipulated EUROPEAN country.
How do I function on a daily basis? Obviously being an accountant, I am of the same ilk as the Ben Affleck character in the film of the same name ('The Accountant', 2016), which must be, high on the asperger scale. This shows in that I only warm to prime numbers, otherwise I go into a strop. For example, a locker chosen in whcih to leave my belongings at the British Library must be a three-digit prime number.
Morning starts with a handful of red or black grapes (for their phenol content, supposedly good for kidney health; did you know your kidneys circulate your entire blood stream forty times a day), tomato juice with either two slices of lemon or a dash of Worcester sauce and salt, an orange or clementine, (to get the daily Vitamin C out of the way), a handful of mixed roast nuts, a calcium tablet with vitamin D, methylated vitamin B12 and B2 and Methylated follate to deal with the MTHFR mutation discovered in my DNA. DNA haplotype U5 is wonderful in the prime number respect, although my subclade U5a2a, is ahem, well, two is a wonderful number, too. A cafetiere of coffee, which must be arabica, preferably either Kenyan or Columbian, although robusta is great for espresso, preferably Lavassa is imbibed mornings only.
Then I will walk to work, exactly 5,237 steps, in precisely 27.5 minutes in a leafy conservation area with near zero traffic
Work will be memorising pi to 193 digits in quiet moments, liaising with numerous persons, preparing endless spreadsheets, computing figures and designing fancy pivot tables, whilst juggling seven (!) balls in the air.
Lunch is usually a smoked salmon bagel with cream cheese, a squeeze of lemon and a peck of black pepper, or leftovers from a previous evening or weekend meal.
Afternoon will be tea, together the correct ritual of using loose leaf top drawer quality only (no teabags nonsense) with the correct paraphenalia, such as a dainty bone china jug for the milk and proper tea cup, saucer and teaspoons, which ought to be shared by at least two persons, as in, 'tea for two'. If there are any social or networking functions, I hover by the door, ready to escape when no-one is looking.
Evenings will involve a freshly cooked meal usually involving items from the following group: onions, garlic, green pepper, quorn, kidney beans, lentils, peas, new potatoes, fresh salmon or other choice fish (but not prawns, due to an unpleasant allergy), pasta, rice, soup and to satisfy my ancient hunter-gatherer, pre-farmer DNA, a choice cut of sirloin steak now and again. Not all of them all at once. (Did you know, peas are fruit, grapes are berries and peanuts are legumes, not nuts?) If any wine is drunk, it must be high end and of a grape of a certain year. Thankfully, as this tends to be expensive, I don't get to drink a lot, mainly as I believe it to be a waste of money.
Whenever I go on a flight, I must have a proper airline meal and a glass of bubbly. This dates back to when I had a fear of flying. Now I have grown to enjoy it. However, the bubbly remains a fond habit, although it is no longer free.
In my spare time, like the Ben Affleck's character, I spend my time obsessively hunting down money launderers and tax dodgers and have a penchant for works of art, chamber music and ballet. As a barely functioning individual, I struggle to draw intricate pencil sketches of St Pancras Station in complex linear detail or compose symphony orchestral music to the level of Nigel Kennedy. Indeed, from my knowledge of how 'European' differs from 'International' it is clear it is a great struggle for me to get through any day...How do I function...?
We-eeeell.
We went through this exact charade in 2013, except the roles were in reverse with the PIP on the defensive after a horrid ISC decision.
