Now I was fourteen years old when Dad walked in through the door of our council house in St Neots Cambridgeshire announcing that he was going to start a business. He'd had a belly full of commuting around the M25 corridor fitting kitchens at fourty five years of age and who could blame him really? So with a mixture of excitement and anxiety Dad grabbed the bull by the horns and started the family business as we know it.
This week has been a landmark moment in Dads life as he has handed his business down to me and retired. For over twenty five years he has cultivated a wonderful regimental giftware business and I'm honored that he felt I could carry on the business in the future.
I will not be making any drastic changes, the foundations are perfect. We will always provide the highest quality replacement British medals, awards and decorations and we will aim to provide the highest service.
I'm busy working on my blog posts. Watch this space!