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even is Mel isnt...
Mike started crying to every & anyone that he was some sort of victim ... but I was only acting as a rival as we had done against our former bosses when we were in "partnership" but WEAK people always get it wrong ... the dirt he threw around , however , caused M & S to back off... which was unfortunate as I had employed young Steve Markey as a director with shares, and my elder brother (also Mike) as a director whom I was bringing into the operations so I could develop the whole group activities
so...
after "Seabrook &" ... the S & S empire ..managing 8 companies was easy.. until...another betrayal )
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I dont see much reason for adding to the last update ( “fear and their FEAR marketing... INSURRECTION is a must! NOW!” ) .... i see people chatting, & writing article clever, informative or banal, BUT DOING NOTHING to improve the world we share!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
" IF ChRiS was here. HE WOULD consume USAcorp & its english poodles with FIREBALLS from his eyes, and BOLTS of LIGHTENING from his backside! ;)
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just starting to watch " no time to die " which in fact IS the death IMO of Bond films , contrary to popular (sheeple & the media stupidity of course) aclaim is a load of shYte ...
After the opening sequence * discounting that a 1oo bullets & an explosion dont harm our X M16 supped up hero , i liked casino Royale & Skyfall, (which is where they should have stopped , but of course the producers are greedy USA corp products.. ) it goes rapidly into decline a mexs of "sketches" thrown together ... this version of James easily sucked into a scam by "spectre" (i mean to make Blofled his foster brother lst time out was SO ridiculous...)
cconsidering it was suposed to be released in 2020 ... and is about a super villian in a MASK , who has a targeted VIRUS (bug) as weapon is almost as ironic as the 2020/2021...creeping into 2022 BULL sh&te PLANdemic & its “ancillary" reaction worldwide...!
fiction almost as facrical as "real life" ...
anyway back to more pieces of MY puzzle...? ( well it may be a puzzle until you , (if you can actually focus for more than 5 minutes) get through the series of "ChRiSlive logs & videos etc ) ;)
so...
I decided to spread my talents after a pause ; formed " S & S wine services Ltd" & 7 other companies owned by my off shore CS holding Ltd..
I offered Marks & Spencer my services and Stuart was in agreement until the stupidity of Mike Seabrook & the greed of his lawyer caused the " isssue " to be aired in public s...
I was also soon to take on Linda ..... (hmmmmm a lesson to learn, DO not employ "family" or attractive women ??? )
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So, yesterday I walked again & took the boat, to “connect” & shop, although there is an occasional delivery “combie” that comes with limited items – its really necessary to go to HN for other stuff & to connect with “society” for a while... I had a couple of lively discussions with Dejan (at the Pub) , Petar (on the ferry) and Darko (an unemployed “diplomat” in his car with his buddy (Bobby) who gave me a ride back, by chance, after my planed ride didnt turn up...
My accompanied “friend” ( a dog I named “sandy”) walked again with me, from Mrkovi, but got into a literal “dogfight” with the locals (reminds me of the unsaid hostile attitude of the local men!) ...
I am perceived as their “bankomat” but, as Petar said, if you (me) go anywhere alone , you are seen as “strange” in all the years , its difficult to recall anyone local being “friendly” (without an ulterior, financial motive) ,
(back to ChRiS “puzzle” continued )
....however , all this local IGNORANCE may seem “minor” in comparison with the time I seperated (“divorced” ) from mike seabrook (no capital letters, he was a “small man” by character ,,, I told him so when I met him at the wine & spirit banquet, no matter how much money, he had no “class” and thats NOTHING to do with CLASS!) ... ;)
..so, ......... I approached Stuart (M&S), once I had formed my own wine service company ; “ S & S wine services Ltd”
(sure its a similar name, because in my mind I was going to show mike what he had done by simply continuing without HIM, and Steve Markey came with me, whom I made director and 25% shareholder, as I wanted him to take the responsibility and BE a true shareholding manager in his daily duties for the company...)
I formed an off-shore holding company ; details were sent to Mike George of Ellisons solicitors (and I dont recall why, but that became important later on)
I had used my fund and a loan/investment from Barclays bank to invest in George & Roger (Weargrove) and their planned shopping mall (at Stanstead Mountfitchet, near to the soon to be built Stanstead Airport)
George and I planned a wine bar ; which, due to the curiosity of local pub owners , we called “What Wine Bar” (?) ...
I later opened a “cash & carry” with Italian wines (mostly) sold by the case (only) for licence reasons...
“What Wine warehouse”
with logistics / shipping ; I was then managing 8 companies ; and thought it would be a good idea to also employ my (much older) brother ; also Michael as a Director, of some of the companies ... and by chance I met his sister – in – law ; Linda Peacock (Brown).. and her attitude impressed me.. she had a knack of being able to “read” people and persuade them – I felt that if I could “train her” she would become an excellent sales director...
She was attractive and was a quick learner of the trade basics & able to persuade potential customers...
However TWO “negative hurdles” affected my plans..
1) seabrook not only took out a high court injunction to stop me taking the “Marks & Spencer” (M & S) orders (worth around half a million GBP profit per annum) HE (stupidly in my opinion) aired his dirty linen in public...
Stuart Ninian (buyer at M & S) told me ; “ChRiS, I am sorry, I am sure your service is the best, but we cant get involved in such legal actions so we have to cancel the orders with you, (and maybe also with seabrook!) “
I had to withdraw, out of professional respect & honesty , I think seabrook also lost about half of the M & S business...
and
2) I had newly opened a shipping/distribution/logistics office at Abingdon ..(near Oxford)
and organised a house mortgage for Linda nearby as she was to be the office manager & use it also as sales base (with a female assistant)
The ANNUAL Wine & Spirit benevolent banquet was “THE social event of the international wine trade”
so I organised a table (tickets were 50 GBP THEN (without drinks) we had a reception room for guests, agent Domenico Pedrini came over from Trento, and another director of an Italian wine producer, (forgotten name?) Melvyn Plawner , our group accountant, lawyer Christopher (?) of our group lawyers (Richard Barush?, and thats another story!)
and a couple of wine trade clients...(names??)
my wife jacqui, & Linda (Peacock-Brown)
5 courses and of course a different wine with each course...
we had drinks before and cognacs etc after, but then I had planned to go with Linda to the new abingdon office to help move things on there... I had put my big series 7 BMW into garage service and they had given me a small sports 3 series BMW, it was fun to drive, so I was fine with it... but after the meal etc was over,
I was arguing with Linda , she didnt want me to drive...
(she was right) but I felt fine, (i thought) but we kept on arguing in the car, and despite me knowing just about every part of London (and its streets , like a London cabby) ... I found myself in the wrong road,
and probably the booze in my brain, pushed me into driving faster, then I saw a blue flashing light in the rear view mirror... a police VAN... then “stupidity” took over .. (something in me decided to out-run the (slow?) police van??? )
I soon found myself of the familiar 3 lane section of the North (London) circular road, which I knew very well.... I WAS DRIVING LIKE JAMES BOND, WEAVING IN AND OUT OF THE OTHER CARS , but the police van was still behind me, so I decided to cut across the lanes and use an exit (hoping to escape through side streets of that North London area) ...BUT, and i dont know how they got it set up so quick, there was a police road block as i came down off the main route exit road...!!!!!!!!!!!
I slammed the brakes on, and said to Linda “I cant lose my license, switch places ..IT WAS a COMEDY, in a small sports car, trying to change places, as the car doors were opened , and about a dozen coppers surrounded the car, ...
I was dragged out (still wearing the dinner suit/bow tie ...smoking jacket) ..and virtually thrown into the back of the police van, a BIG policemen knelt on my chest and said with his fist ready “ if you move”...I just shrugged...”ok”...
but as they took me into the (hendon?) station I tried to call to Linda to get Ian (local solicitor that I we had personal contact with socially) .one of the bizzies punched me in the guts... then I was in a police cell..
never had much to do with the police ... I asked to make a call... then about 1 a.m. they let me call ..Jacqui was staying with her mum... who answered the phone wearily... I asked” Can I talk to Jacqui?” ..
her mum wasnt impressed... she said “ she is sleeping” ...I said’ it IS important” ... and then jacqui came to the phone, I said “ please call ian & am at police station (Hendon?) arrested ...”
Jacqui, sort of laughed “ ChRiS , I know you silly jokes, are you drunk? Its 1 in the morning, I am tired, stop playing games, GOOD night” ...!!!!
(...BTW the “reason” the police (“bizzies”) were extra aggressive was a) Hendon is where they train the “enthusiastic young police” and b) the care the garage had given me for the day had IRISH registration plates ... (and it was around the time of the I.R.A bombings in London!!!!!!!!!)
well sometime the next morning Linda (who had not been arrested ) were before the magistrate, i was tired and still a bit drunk, as I tried to argue that the care had smoked glass windows so the police couldnt be sure who was driving (as we were half way stuck over the gear box when they opened the car doors! ..ha ha ha ..I can laugh about it now....but...
They took away my driving licence (18 months ) and fined me 1500 GBP , quite a lot in those days,,,
so Linda became my sales Director AND my driver. .which meant we spent TOO much time together..
trouble brewing,....
Local “interval”
Friday there was a power cut, which started exactly as I left the home base! ... Michal does NOT seem to grasp the dangerous health risk, caused by MOLD in a confirmed space such as my bedroom...
I discovered my best jacket (bought in Liverpool) and my nearly new 2-piece suit have very bad “mold damage” ...just these damages cost me over 200 euros...
I had a BBQ (grill) today (saturday) and cooked some of the cevapi, because it goes off quickly , I marinated the meat , not sure if I am the only one in this culture has done this,...
back to “puzzle continues”...
..so, back then I was “always” together with Linda , and although she was 5 years older, and had known me when I was a young boy.. (her estranged husband Graham had also lived in Sydervelt avenue , C I when I was a boy...)
One evening over dinner, we flirted , and then had an affair,., wild, passionate at times, extreme,,,
I loved Jacqui, but also Linda, until...there was some meetings between our :triangle: and THEY were friends AND even discussed sharing me, it made me ill, and yet I had to make a decision...
so returned to Jacqui, which obviously upset Linda, she played :I will survive” song to em through the phone, (i have hated that song ever since then!)
the next problem, which we perhaps should have been aware of... was that Linda wrote that she had a form of leukemia (“one cell anemia”) and had to attend a swiss clinic and consult a harley street specialist doctor.. she “could no longer work for the group”...
We couldnt imagine it to be a lie... surely no one would lie about such a thing?
One night I was back from travelling , went to the wine bar, to keep Jacqui (who was then managing it) company, it was a monday,, so although I liked socializing with the customers , offering them new wines to taste... I knew there would be few customers ..
but it gave me a chance to catch up with Jacqui’s news as I had been away travelling for the group... somewhere abroad, ... (that aspect of our marriage, as good , FRESH,, and when Jacqui died in 2005 , we were NOT divorced, we were separated , but she never wanted an official divorce......>>>>)
towards the end of the evening, we were sitting together at table, a man dressed in a dark formal business suit came in, used the cigarette machine, then left, I thought to myself “ hmmm strange, donty usually get that type of man in this area of Stanstead”
then , just as we were preparing to lock up, that man , retuned, and said “ this is an injunction, these papers relate to this, you must give ME the keys to this Bar and ... (I started getting angry and wanted to read this pile of stuff...) he interrupted me and said “ no good getting angry with me, and reading through several hundred pages AS MY COLLEAGUES (he only was a legal solicitor) ARE at your HOME, as we speak, doing something similar...” (so called “officers of the court”)
We were in Jacqui’s car, but she drove fast, and as we parked in the road outside OUR house (I called it Jacqui’s as I was away so much, and she had chosen it)
there was LINDA. On the other side of the driveway, whilst these “lawyers” carried out box after box of our personal belongings...
LINDA WASNT sick! ...she was “conducting” this too... I went to “talk with her” but a policeman stepped in my way and said “ this injunction also prevents you being within xxx metres of that lady...
When they had gone, (Jacqui was crying...) 2 uniformed police, (requested by their “ officers of the court”) were given a cup of tea, I made for us ,..th elder just shook his head and said “ hell hath no fury , as a woman scorned” ....
But when I read through the “Anton Pillar Moreva Injunction” (which I was later informed was/is the equivalent of a NUCLEAR attack in the legal system)
WE (Jacqui as well as myself) were accused of FRAUD by the directors (Linda & brother Mike) of the other companies...
A stupid (or corrupt) judge had given them the right to strip me & the group of all assets, financial & documentation ..that night ALL documents (including our passports & private banking info etc) had been taken from;
* the wine bar
* the shipping/operations office
* our accountants office
* our lawyers office....
and the defendants were myself (ChRiS) and..Jacqui!!!! which made me very angry..
MY “training” of LINDA had created a MONSTER ..who
* Knew how we operated in each company
* took the groups assets , and moved the wine stock into SEABROOK’s warehouse...
* Convinced my elder brother (Mike) to act against Jacqui & me!
IF they WON in the high court , we were finished... (* we were close to finish anyway..0 this type of injunction was meant , for example, to stop a big ship from leaving docks, if suspected of having legal cargo on board...
WE /I had no evidence to defend us with,,,UNTIL , I recalled having sent a copy of the “CS holdings group structure to Mike G ..a while before....
I contacted him at Ellisons, Colchester, and he made some sarcastic remarks about my status, BUT confirmed that he had the letter, which showed Linda & co to be lying...
but it took 3 months to get back into court to counter their accusations.. in the mean time, wine stock, bank accounts & ancillary assets were being removed , and THIS LINDA & my brother Michael’s betrayal (oh when I challenged HIM, he, and ex national boxing champion, knocked me down, I wasn't ready for that, it was hard to take, that 2 of the 3 people I would have defended with my life had betrayed me, Mike took 6,500 GBP from one of the companies in leu of salary, and Linda (& co) took care of the rest..
That “experience” cost me my “empire” worth around one million GBP!!!!!!!,,,, to be ...continued;
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.ChRiS> .....and just as I was going to start this part // and its often an effort to refresh my memory of that time, as this afternoon I was watching the classic "Casablanca" (and Michal, my slovakian "football colleague" dont know the name of the legendary "Czechoslovakian resistance leader ; Victor " ) ... 3 music videos came on my random play list (computer) ; a recent favourite of mine; " Crazy " (Gnarls Barkley) "Every Picture" an OLD favourite of mine (Stewart/faces) as the lyrics & sounds are great..then to fit this part of my past " Baker Street" (Gerry Raferty) ...
Baker Street was the address of the Marks & Spencer wine dept (buyers etc) and I was often there to negotiate with their Stuart (Ninian) ... they became our biggest client company (in the 2nd year we moved about a million bottles of Italian vino for them!)
but back to the previous sequence ;
Before we properly moved into our little office in Stratford (east London; E15 , "cockney land") we decided to make a quasi business trip to visit the wine agents in Bordeaux, I think we took a long weekend... and my Jacqui, abd Mike's wife Pat ...
Pat was someone I instantly distrusted, I suppose, instinct
In a way I had taken a big jump because of Mike , i had been "safe" witha great career offer "in my pocket" which i rejected to start "Seabrook & SMITH limited" with him, I agreed that probably the name of the company sounded better this way round.. i wasnt that bothered , I was a very confident in my youth of my abilities and was hungry to prove it...
So Roy Clarke (our silent minority shareholder) lent me his big granada Coupe (with sun roof) for the trip, I think we took a long weekend. ... and i drove most of the way ...
and did most of the talking over a dinner with the boss of (SCAC?) the bordeaux agency... Mike struggled to speak english ;) never mind another language ha ha ha...
anyway, it went well, and I knew France very well, suggested ,as a treat for the girls to stop in the afternoon for a bit of beach at La Rochelle.. (resort on the west coast more or less on our way back to the channel ferry) ///..
Mike was a white skinned carrot topped englishman , and couldn't stand the sun, so Jacqui went with him to get ice creams leaving me on the beach with Pat, and when we were alone she asked me " you dont like me, do you"?
I replied directly " No, ever since we left you have been talking about what YOU are going to buy with all the money Mike is going to have!!!! well we haven't made a penny yet, for me , thats just unneccesary pressure on Mike , whose ego must have been hurt, having been dumped by people he worked with since he was a kid! " (she shut up, but I could feel the animosity in her against nme) but i had too many other things to do to worry about Pat... (i felt at the time)
in the 2nd year we were heading (and eventually made) a clear million GBP profit... amazing from a zero start the year before... and as Jacqui and I had not had a honeymoon, (we had married the year before) decided to have my first summer holiday too, and together with my ex GF (Gaye) her BF, my football mate Trevor, Julie (Gayes sister) husband Ronnie & their daughter (my "god child") ///dont forget how Jacqui and I had got together!
It was great, on the northern basque coast near San Sebastian (and close to San Vicene de la Baquera) I was sleeping up to 10 hours a night in the first week , we had a villa (belonging to the bank Trevor worked for, that slept 12 ) and half a kilometre of private beach...
(and apart from a little "drama" ...the "Rumoroso" story it had been a dream holiday, no traffic, just a bread van and hoorse & carts & a local restaurant that served great menu at little cost, we struggled to spend money , (if I recall rightly a bottle of their Rioja rserva was only about a quid!)
But , we had newly hired Steve (also from Essel) ..to help as he could do a little bit of either Mike or my own role... and i couldnt resist half way through the fortnight holiday to call the office, Steve said, "ChRiS. mike has been really weird during your absence, like "power mad" and I dont think its good but thats between you 2!" /// it affected the 2nd part of the holiday, but i had promise Jacqui a full rest & did my best to enjoy the rest of the time...
but on the monday morning, I returned to the office, there was a list of calls to make to clients... so unusual.. some were even asking "who is this Mike?" (as he wanted to meet them & "re- negociate"........!!!!!!!!!!!!
I WENT MAD.. I had every client in a perfect CONTENT state , even regularly increasing orders & profit with most of them... it was my strength... knowing the client...
When mike came in , I waited until we were alone & almost pinned him up against the wall!! ... I told him " Mike, we worked as a TEam/partnership, you are good at what you do & so am I, I do all the strategic development & negotiation , I am the ideas man, but i didn't expect any greater reward than you, we have the same salary, investment fund & cars , sure I do more travel & entertaining, but that only fun at the beginning it can also be a chore... spending time with people I wouldnt want to socialise with if it wasnt for the company profit.. so WHY?"
Mike replied " Pat said that I should get more imvolved with the customers & why should ChRiS have all the perks!" !!!!! .... I replied " Pat said" ????
"I am not in partnership with your wife" ..."well NOW I CANT TRUST YOU! ...If you do such things when I am away... I need an extra share to have a controlling status in the Company, i dont want more money but i dont feel I can allow you to be an equal partner, I must be able to make the final decision/// ... !!!"
Mike was lost ... he was never the sort of "manager type" who understood corporate duties etc, naive , but good at his job... I should have realised that he would go to a lawyer
(BTW My international success was becoming noticed by Media. (Wine & Spirit mag etc) I was already an honorary FELLOW of the international Institute of Directors & soon to be an important member of "international Rounds table" , the wine & spirit association & various social clubs... I suspect that this was also when xxx first noticed me.... a young "wizz kid enterpreeur" from a socialist family making such a lot of international negociations...?)
Lawyers; the professional liars who see any dispute as a potential "cash machine" . and Mike's "legal advisor" was neither interested in settlement of a dispute or cared for the public reputation or damage caused by "airing dirty washing" ///... told mike NOT to give ONE share away...
Plus mike.like a little girl went to the minority shareholder (roy Clarke) to cry all over him... and refused to negociate with me.. so my reply was relvant to my character/// " ok Mike then //this ("marriage") is over..it was great.it was fun, for a while.. but I dont want to stay in this "relationship" with a) someone I dont trust or b) someone too stupid to see that ONE share is a cheap deal to keep ME !!!
Roys accountants were also ours... so I knew once Mike had got Roy on "his side" I wouldnt get a true settlement of my half.. and I wasnt going to be like mike and make some lawyer rich by going to court over it. ... as soon as I had made the decision I just wanted OUT! /// ... i said " give me my half of the investmet fund - which was invested for the future, so i couldnt spend it - and 25 thousand quid cash , and I am gone///.. so I went , and literally BURNT up the cash within 6 months , taking Jacqui & "our friends" out to dinner (her friends as I was always aweay too much to make true friendships after i stopped playing football regularly or outside business/club contacts) ..
There was a funny moment during this time, (as I think about the "restaurant circuit" i knew the best retaurants, clubs & bars of west end London... and one time.. I decided to take "our group" spontaneously (about half a dozen of us) to the famous and exclusive "Langans Brasserie" which i used to take Stuart (M & S) and other major clents or suppliers for a treat, (many celebs went there) but you normally had to be known & book well in advance...
well, we just turned up at the door.. the girl there obviously remembered my face if not my name... I "asked" (looking at the list she was looking at) "cant you find my reservation??" she kept looking through, as I was so confident and she knew i was a clent... she got the DOWNstairs restaurant re-arranged and a new table for us (I think Jagger & motor bike racer Barry Sheen were in that night...) I got drunk, and Jacqui kept asking me "did you really reserve?" //... I just laughed .. I knew this wasnt going to always be like this...
and another night I took Jacqui to a night club , dancing almost directly after dinner from her London office, and then decided we would stay at an expensive hotel in the west end, but had no luggage, so as we approached the stuffy/posh receptionist late at night , I kept asking Jacqui "you want paying HOW MUCH for this night?" then checked in, with NO luggage , as "Mr & Mrs SMITH (it was so funny, with the looks we got from the recptionist etc..and leaving in the morning i the same clothes ha ha ha)
p.s Mike hired SIX people to “replace me” ..that company lasted 25 years BUT NEVER got close to the high profit percentage made when I was managing it..... ;)
what a coincidence..just as I finished writing this "I'm not in Love" (10 cc) music video started playing... (jacqui's favourite when we started "courting" (thats an old-fashioned word!)
(almost told the "pretty woman" buying suits story)
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So ... I told Mike that I had this super offer to start and manage a new office for Pan-European with so many “extras & attractions’
Mike panicked , “ oh no, ChRiS, its working here so well with you , but I was bored without career challenge or of my driven desire for “progress:..
we talked and agreed to talk to 3 people working for “customers of Essel” as Mike wanted us to start a new service and I was considering the idea (but still a big difference, at that time from working for ourselves instead of for others...)
we had priate drinks with 3 in the evenings ...ALL three told us “NO, its a recession, bad time to start something new, when you both have secure careers?’
So, I told mike that I would accept the wonderful 5 year contract from Pan-European & then we should keep in touch and see how it is in 5 years, Mike reluctantly agreed. Then the next day;
I get a call from the Financial Director to come to his office ... he gave me my “cards” and salary to date & told me the co sec would accompany me whilst I cleared my desk of personal items & take me to the station..! I asked “dont you want to talk about this?” he said “NO, you know why!” ..and that was ir
MY desk was only a couple of metres from Mike, and he looked confused as I took out my personal things (under supervision) I motioned that I would call him, (no mobiles) and I dd from the local train station..
He said “ I know” (he had to meet the bosses in the afternoon) they fired him, THEIR first employee, general manager (it was still a relatively young business) ...
he was out , but had a young child and heaby house mortgage, and No JOB offer...that made ME angry,,,!
So I said “ lets GO FOR it “ I was motivated aginst Essel & all the rivals ..I knew I was GOOD at organising and negociating deals etc & mike was a good bureaucrat, he liked the afmin side, I could do it too but it bored me! ...
so...
I made some calls (we actually registered as unemployed for 1 week) thats all it took for me to agree a rental at the Stratford (Londond E15) container base (sharing their telex machine) and some “guarantees” from Henry harris forwarding to cover our first shipments) for a silent share.. (mistake?)
I made a list of the 6 biggest customers of our rivals...
I got them all within a few months ‘ I was “aggressive” unlike our rivals who waited for business to come to them , I visited the main wine buyers , told them our service is the best, and gave them a deal for 12 months (taking a risk on currency & other potential fluctuations) it worked in my favour... as did;
The operations... Mike was worried that he might not cope alone, (he thought we needed a secretary to answer the phone ...) At the start we just took turns to answer the one telephone on one desk that we shared in our small office above the container company... amazing that none , Inc “Marks & Spencers” cared where we were based or our “capital” (we had just invested 500 GBP in a start up company Ltd!)
I told mike , no... I informed the wine buyers that every friday they would get a “status report” (via telex!) every Friday... no need to phone for info...
So mike could concentrate on administration of the shipments... and we did everything via telex (still the only 100% secure legal form of communication)
I travelled , negociated international contracts, did the deals & mike ran the office admin (local/uk stuff)
I told mike to invoice WHEN we got the order from the client company, (not wait until shipped) as long as we quoted their order number on OUR invoice the big companies would pay virtually immediately... and I negociated up to 3 months credit with our suppliers, I also convinced mike to let the port agents make out our import papers at a small fee...because then we could send them a duty CHEQUE by port which took a few days to clear thus each 10,000 GBP duty /tax per shipment remained on our bank for a few days more..
after 6 months we had about 250,000 GBP on our bank account... I got a call from Barclays manager (Barry) “who are you? & can I buy you lunch?” ...
He told us we could also put all available monies on “special overnight deposit” at 15 % interest in our favour, (sheer profit)
Then we were shipping sometimes 20 container loads in a week, Jacqui, who worked for an insurance brokers in London, told me, “now you can go and get an arrangement direct with Lloyds of London (the wholesalers of insurance” with an open carnet , so we can just decare our shipment at the end of each month for insurance , AND slash our insurance fees by half..
so within the first year , we were making
*Profit on our basic service (as planned)
Plus
* extra profit on insurance saving
* extra profit on operations (negociating lower shipping rates)
&
* Extra profit on our money ..(high bank interest)
It was like a dream...
EVERYTHING went for us, including the “recession” we were warned about, as our service was Better and cost Less than our bigger rivals “ and I made some “ small is beautiful” adverts in the wine trade press! :)
We paid our seleves a “normal salary” similar to before, and apart from my travel/entertaining clients expenses (and a small office rent) had almost no overheads .... by that first Xmas we had cleared over half a million GBP profit, from Zero...
We even didnt buy NEW cars that xmas, we both got nearly new (2ns hand) big ford Granada cars (2.8) ..fairly cheap...
yet, on the first day after Xmas, I drove to the office in my Granada, Mike parked at the same time in the same old car he had borrowed (not his “new Grenada”) I asked him “ Hey Mike, wheres YOUR car?” he replied ; “ Pat (his wife) is using it today!”
and that was a clue to what would ruin the perfect partnership enterprise.....
(next “when stupidity become a betrayal!” )
See: below
https://cser5.blogspot.com/2022/02/another-pieces-of-puzzle-see-previous-2.html
“Freedom is never granted; it is won.
Justice is never given; it is exacted.”
(fREEDOM E union AIMS & OBJECTIVES ; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N5sFE8nBgSc
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