Yesterday morning, 8.30, a bunch of us welcomed Emma to work. This wispy young mum was just finishing her 100 mile run. Spread over 5 days, she did 20 miles each morning before work to raise money for The Prince’s Trust. After the cheering I noticed she went straight to her desk and started tapping at her computer. I can’t keep up with this … and she is, effectively, my Boss. I do most of my writing for her. Groan. Can’t really slack, can I?
Then several of us, Emma included, went down to Gloucester to present the latest list/catalogue to all those who will be handling all the calls. Uniquely this month there are two versions; the usual and a different one done just by me. You'll know if you get my version; there are four blokes on the cover looking a bit dour. And inside there is a list in the style we used to do back in the Eighties … lots more words and info … be interesting to see which the customers prefer.
The evening was spent as guests of Hugh and Judy at an event to raise money to plant more trees in Britain. I always thought we had plenty but seemingly not. Entertained by Clive Anderson, Sandi Toksvig, some writers keen on trees and the bloke who plays Trigger.
I lost my Blackberry. Had heart failure but it was found eventually this morning
Need to lie down and recover now. Tony
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