My World

TOO. DAMN. HOT.

Oh, what a world, what a world!

We have managed to acquire a tower fan which is very useful in moving the heat around a bit, making sure each individual particle of insanely hot air manages to get a bit of one-on-one time with all of our tankingly overheated body parts, so that's nice. There's an ice cream van supposed to come round tomorrow but I honestly don't know if we'll make it that far. At least I could go down in history as the first human being to successfully sublimate. Hurrah!

 

 

 

 

<---- Me.

 

  

 

In the world of greetings cards it's all moving at the usual frenetic pace; we're withers-deep in a wollocking great Waterstones order which we're making up ourselves in the office. Anyone in the industry will understand the pain and frustration of having fifteen squillion of those little plastic adhesive tear-off cello-bag strips wafting around an office with a fan on the hottest day of the century. So this is what being tarred and feathered feels like!

Ok, ok, I'm done with the hot-weather whining. I promise. From now on it's all business.

Ahem, ahem. Here we go:

WE HAVE POSTCARDS OF THE UP NORTH RANGE. THEY ARE BRIGHT AND NICE. BUY THEM FROM WATERSTONES.

WE HAVE CARD DESIGNS OF PLACES IN THE NORTH EAST INCLUDING MIDDLESBOROUGH. THEY ARE NOT ON THE WEBSITE YET BUT THEY WILL BE SOON. BUY THEM FROM WATERSTONES.

WE ARE CONSIDERING PRODUCING MORE MAGNETS. ANYONE WHO WANTS A PARTICULAR DESIGN ON A MAGNET SHOULD GET IN TOUCH WITH SOMEONE WHO ISN'T SO HOT AND ANGR-- oh, very well, just get in touch with me. Requests on a postcard, yadda yadda, you know the drill. Now, to the ice rink!

— July 23, 2014

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