The new identity had been kept under stricter security than goods in the DFASS bond. Many guests arriving at last night’s function were openly speculating that the subject must be a corporate acquisition – or even a sale to another party.
Ambiguity? Well, I suppose that’s open to interpretation…
With such wonderful companions, my cup (of the Ryder variety) truly runneth over.
Seva Duty Free. Remember the name, you’ll be hearing it a lot more.
Like so many things that have happened at this outstanding airport over the past extraordinary few weeks (let alone 20 years), these performances are hitting exactly the right notes.
My original Worldwide Headquarters back in West London is looking more interim than permanent after my neighbour decided to light a bonfire at the back of his garden on Saturday. During a heatwave. As you do.
The lesson is clear; if you want your football team to prosper in the World Cup, do NOT enter a Moodie Davitt competition.
The endless daylight might not be good for the sleep pattern but it feels more like heaven than hel to me in the happiest country on earth.
His presentation was themed, ‘A kiss is still a kiss, how to marry cash and unforgettable moments.’ I’m not sure if I’ve ever heard travel retail’s ultimate challenge better articulated.
With four nationalities and diverse backgrounds and perspectives represented on the judging panel, there’s plenty of heat, lots of spice and even the occasional boilover in the judging kitchen.
‘Being Heinemann’ is about respecting the status quo but also challenging it. It’s about honouring history (five generations and 139 years of it) but also writing new chapters.
There is much food for thought and for now the Duty Free & Travel Retail Summit of the Americas remains very much a work in progress.
I hate this disease. So does everyone who marched today. And yet the overwhelming sentiment on display was not hate but love, the prevailing mood not of despair but of optimism.