Definitely agreed we should move from it just being me writing to having others, like the Buyers, writing also. I am knocking on a bit and recent surveys have produced some negative comments like "who is this old guy in the tweed jacket anyway - why should I listen to him?"
The young can be so cruel!
When I was a young wine merchant no-one took me seriously because I was young and most wine merchants had been born in 1667 or so.
I thought that when I got old that might improve.
Alas now we have the cult of youth. Can't win.
Anyway, in future customers will have a choice of voices in their Laithwaites Wine offerings. Mostly young.
Then, after work ..... Holiday Time! Whee! Head for Portsmouth. With my mate Dick in the Jag with the top down. Dick - and Pete with whom I was in Islay in June... - came down to holiday with me that first Bordeaux summer of '65. Ah... the wild nights, the girls!!!
So here we are, after careers, families and all that sensible stuff, living the way I always thought wine merchants should but never did; off to jolly old France in the open tourer. What Ho Jeeves, tootle pip!
Actually, John Avery's old dad did keep his Rolls in a garage in Le Touquet, I believe, but me I only ever had vans - and was always late and rushing too fast.
This time tho' we are taking two whole days to get to Bx.
The life, eh?
Manage to lose my ferry ticket but ... Writing this from boat of Brittany Ferries who have the sweetest, kindest most understanding girl on their Caen check-in.
Old fool that I am. Those young customers are right!
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