What’s a time you followed your gut and it turned out to be exactly right?

People often say you should trust your instincts, but if we’re honest, that’s much easier said than done.

Logic has a habit of barging into the conversation, armed with spreadsheets, pros and cons, and a long list of reasons why doing something completely mad is… well… completely mad.

Fourteen years ago, I found myself standing at one of those crossroads.

I’d met Mrs Bob and, after we’d been talking for a while, the conversation turned to something that, on paper, seemed utterly bonkers. I would sell up, leave my engineering career at Rolls-Royce Aerospace, and move 250 miles away to the beautifully strange little town of Totnes.

Think about that for a moment.

A secure job.
Family close by.
Friends I’d known for years.
A familiar life.

And I’d be giving it all up for a woman I’d only recently met.

If I’d listened purely to my head, I’d probably still be sat there making lists of reasons why it couldn’t possibly work.

But there was something else.

A quiet feeling deep down that simply said, this matters.

Not because it made logical sense.

Not because there were guarantees.

Just because it felt like the beginning of something incredibly special.

So I took the leap.

Looking back now, fourteen years later, I can honestly say my gut got it absolutely right.

Totnes has become home. I’ve become part of the local community, met some wonderful people, discovered opportunities I could never have imagined, and built a life with Mrs Bob that has been richer than I ever expected.

Of course, following your instincts doesn’t always mean everything is easy. There have been challenges, unexpected turns and moments where we’ve wondered what comes next. That’s just life.

But I’ve never once looked back and wished I’d stayed where I was, simply because it felt safer.

Sometimes your gut isn’t asking you to ignore common sense. It’s asking you to recognise something your heart has spotted long before your brain catches up.

Not every leap works out.

But every now and then, your instincts quietly whisper the truth before the evidence arrives.

Mine certainly did.

And for that, I’ll always be grateful.

Stay safe,

BC