Saturday, September 29, 2012
Name Change Decision
After a week of restless nights and days I have decided against changing my business name to 'Poodles Need Greater Understanding'. It's just too risky and could alienate potential clients so, on that basis, I am sticking with 'Adrian Lancini Designs'.
Friday, September 21, 2012
Name Change Proposal
I'm thinking of changing my business name from 'Adrian Lancini Designs' to 'Poodle's Need Greater Understanding'. It's risky. It could backfire big time, but as Alan Sugar once mightily said, 'No risks. No biscuits.'
Friday, September 14, 2012
A Tolerance Of Below-par Dining Conditions
Have you ever been to the Hungry Trout in New Quay? The New Quay in Wales that is – not the smurf resort in Cornwall.
If you are planning an outdoor lunch at the Trout between one thirty and two o'clock in the afternoon then you may want to reconsider and eat inside. Every day between these times a line marking truck turns up directly outside, making an awful racket and pumping out a right smoky stench before crawling down the road to deposit road lines.
In the early hours of each day a man called Fletcher Baines drives over these lines with a road marking eraser machine to warrant the road marking machine's daily return to relay the lines.
Apparently this has been going on here for eighteen years but, as yet, no one has ever complained. We didn't complain today either. We just held our hands over our noses and ate our fish'n'chips in silence.
And they say human beings are an intolerant race.
If you are planning an outdoor lunch at the Trout between one thirty and two o'clock in the afternoon then you may want to reconsider and eat inside. Every day between these times a line marking truck turns up directly outside, making an awful racket and pumping out a right smoky stench before crawling down the road to deposit road lines.
In the early hours of each day a man called Fletcher Baines drives over these lines with a road marking eraser machine to warrant the road marking machine's daily return to relay the lines.
Apparently this has been going on here for eighteen years but, as yet, no one has ever complained. We didn't complain today either. We just held our hands over our noses and ate our fish'n'chips in silence.
And they say human beings are an intolerant race.
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Friday, September 07, 2012
On The Game
I lost it today. The Game that is. I lost 'The Game'. I can't tell you what 'The Game' is, or indeed, how I lost 'The Game' because that's part of 'The Game'. If I was to lose 'The Game' in your presence, then and only then, could I reveal to you the rules of 'The Game'. Intrigued?
No? Thought not. As you were then.
No? Thought not. As you were then.
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