As the Castrol job didn’t actually kill us we thought we would wedge a bit more action in before Christmas and in line with our policy of only having clients with one word in their company name (less chance of spelling it wrong – although an incident with Vodaphone a few years ago might disprove that) we flicked through the M4 Corridor Yellow Pages and turned up Baxter, who actually turned out to be a rather large and lovely pharmaceutical company.
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Sometimes challenges come along that are hard to walk away from – even though you know you should. Recent examples include going through a whole week at Juice without eating cake, getting our landlord to fix the potholes in the drive (she believes everyone should have a 4x4 and ‘enjoy’ the ride to work), and looking for any kind of logic in the way the work experience boy wired our office. And killer one - expecting former employees not to ‘borrow’ the client list and email everyone on it (including half the staff here, woops) whilst trying to nick our clients. Oh, how our expectations were reached and exceeded on that one….
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The banks are the source of all evil they say. Not in our book. What about goats cheese and avocado, to say nothing of ginger cake (obviously everything else Ginger is beautiful, especially Steve who has looked especially festive all through January with his reindeer jumper and Xmas socks on). Or liquorice. That’s not only evil tasting but just look at it, it’s dark, and possibly possessed by the devil. As is the M1 around Luton.
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Even in difficult times the like of which we are apparently travelling through (or have travelled through if you believe the man Darling – and whatever you say about his performance the black and white head hair combo remains disturbing) you can’t keep an animal like InterContinental Hotels Group down.
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