I started writing about 2009 and it soon turned into an armchair rant about the recession, the media, cashflow, resellers, franchising, negotiating with investors, considering merging with a company and then deciding not to, having a BIG rant about accountants, calming down because we’ve found pearls through 4Networking who now help us in the shape of Martin Radford and Wayne Searle. Then I turned to business consultants and then consultants in general which led me to twitter guru’s and then I had to go downstairs to get a cup of tea and ruddy well calm the feck down.

Then there was Eddie and Brad Burton and the dance off’s, Brad Burton in general, referencing us in his book GET OFF YOUR ARSE for being creative – how proud I have been of Eddie and how much he has grown – his career as a dancer in general, as a networker. All about his fear over the idea of selling on his own as I leapt back into the studio while Charlotte leapt from production into the accounts department.

There was car sharing with Charlotte and crying with laughter, dog racing and everyone’s comments about the one’s that had a pre-race poo being lighter. Ryan upsetting Charls with his “Eddie Who?” t-shirt at the dance off. Looking for new offices – laughing at the estate agent lady who claimed it had “the best view in Grantham” when it overlooked a car park and some oil tankers. Meeting dragon’s den chappie, Andy Harsley who invented the rapstrap who then became a client, and, soon after, our work being acknowledged by Duncan Bannatyne on iPlayer – (I say “that’ll do for me” whenever I can) Meeting rugby legend Rory Underwood at our 4 Finkin Street opening who turned into a client too – very nice chap.

Meeting Liselle (marketing genius) through our efforts to support the lovely Tarnia with her epic Heroes Festival. Me saying to Adrian Johnston that his war story about the navy, army and airforce working together to clear a hemp field being a joint operation to which replied “corny, but I’ll let you have it” and thinking I’d blown it altogether but getting an email the next day from Liselle asking us whether we’d be interested in pitching to rebrand Newark Showground. Meeting my first MP Patrick Mercer who, when I said hello boomed “AND YOU ARE???” this was “AND YOU ARE??” 1 of 2 for the year.

Having my budgie – Ron Bugundy stolen from under my nose when under the influence and receiving two poison pen letters that ordered me to do something for charity, which I did, but never got Ron back. Sniff.

Seeing Eddie’s face light up when the army, navy and airforce recruitment chaps came over for training and signing his Combat Survival books. Winning an award for being nice to placements. Kyle dressing up as a tortoise. The warrior getting bigger and the cat collar he has to wear when he exercises in the studio.

Then there was the dark realisation that we’d have to scale down the business for three months, reducing three folkers weeks down to three days and the horrible truth that someone had to go altogether.

Then I was going to write about meeting organisations locally that had always had a aura of mysticism about them. Big guns like Chandlers Oil & Gas, Belton Woods and South Kesteven District who approached us and turned out to be lovely people. Chandlers kept visiting us and bringing sweets and red bull.

Then I realised the danger with acknowledging one client over another would probably upset someone as folk acknowledgements loomed too.

So I thought, NO, keep it neat, and to the point. No waffle Marson. You see how people yawn and glaze over…

So here it is…

Happy Christmas everyone, this year has been ruddy hard but equally awesome and surprising. Everyone who has helped us to not only stay afloat but continue to grow know’s who they are and Ed and I heartly appreciate everything that has been done for us.

Here’s to 2010 :)

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Like the saying goes, you wait for one pet and then two come along at nowhere near the same time….

After a couple of up and down months for fish Tony Hadley (mainly down due to his ever worsening condition – very much like his namesakes career after the 1986 album Through the Barricades) the decision was made for a new, more adventurous pet to be found and a visit to Pet Care one Friday lunch time was planned.

Hidden away inside the Reptile Room was a 6 week old Bearded Dragon, as soon as we walked up to his Viv he came running to the front of the glass – It was clear straight away that this was the guy to become a Kimeera animal folker so arranged to pick him up later that day and the little beardy became known as The Ultimate Warrior.

So what does the Ultimate Warrior do? Well a lot more than that bloated new romantic fish Tony Hadley that’s for sure… TUW spends most of his day sun-bathing coolly upon his stick with the odd stroll about in search for a house cricket or three. He will catch passers by attention with some rhythmic head nodding in time to Manowar as well as some of fellow bearded dragon Robert Smith’s dance-off based arm waving if you are lucky.

He loves a good cuddle and stroke, the odd mealworm and perhaps a broccoli leaf but most luckily no-one has yet to become a victim of a Warrior Splash although perhaps if Pedro had been left in his tank for a couple more days he could have been the first to feel the power of The Ultimate Warriorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

John Pilgrim
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