Office Manager & Credit Control
After comprehensively mis-spending my youth, I then proceeded to squander a lot of rest of my life doing madcap or downright foolish things! Still, no real harm done to anyone and I managed, admittedly due to being more scared of my Mum than any forces of law and order, to stay out of trouble with the Police.
Following a very interesting time spent travelling around Central & East Africa (1 x invasion of Chad by Libya, 1 x attempted mercenary coup in the Comores Islands, an insurrection in Zaire, riots in Madagascar and the Burundi civil war kicking off), I returned to Blighty to find London (and my previous line of work in insurance) unbearably dull.
So, I hightailed it down to Devon and gained access to the Wonderful World of Wine by landing a job as the Oddbins van driver at the Exeter shop. Various moves/promotions ensued across the UK until, after finally managing to learn the difference between Volnay and Vouvray, I decamped back to Exeter and was finally forced to grow up by the double-whammy of coming to work for CPW and getting married.
I have now shinned the greasy pole of success to the heady height of 'Office Manager', allegedly responsible for keeping the psychotic miscreants in the 'Front Office' under some degree of control and in nominal charge of 'Credit Control'.
I have always tried to keep the same five key values about wine as in those halcyon days of delivery driving: "wine is a monster amount of fun", "clarify, not mystify", "Burgundy beats the pants off Bordeaux", "never drink and drive" and "it ain't sold until it's paid for"!
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