Bravo Becky Paskin. I am proud that you are our partner on World of Spirits, an event that will welcome women and men from all over the world but will bar sexism from entering the door.
Thanks to a range of enthralling virtual tastings that I have been invited to over recent weeks plus a barrage of entries for The QDF Factor (more of that in a subsequent Blog), I could now open one of the best bars in Hung Hom.
“Short-sighted, incomprehensible and, let’s say, quite masochistic decision! I love this country, but sometimes I hardly understand it”
We think we have created something ground-breaking not just in travel retail terms but within the whole digital world.
I had a dream, and it involved Martins. Lots of Martins.
Kia kaha indeed. In these dark COVID-blighted days, it seems as apposite a phrase as it was back in the dark moments of 2010 and 2011.
It is now reasonable to expect that better days lie ahead, not on some distant and perhaps mirage-like horizon but in the relative near term.
Get well Gautom (and Vinaya), we need you roaring again and your seemingly inexhaustible supply of bad tiger puns flowing again like the Wild Tiger Rum on a good night out.
“Marian has been a part of the DFS family ever since 1976 and DFS Saipan would not be what it has grown to be without her” – DFS co-founder Robert (Bob) Miller
Who will be the first travel retailer to launch an own label mask? Qatar Duty Free perhaps? Dubai Duty Free through its in-house Akaru brand? How about destination-specific masks, surely a winner in the travel sector?
Perhaps the oven analogy will strike home for Boris. After all, most of his government’s response to this crisis to date has been half-baked.
Sputnik is the Russian word for satellite. The choice of name is apt, for many have likened the search for a vaccine to the space race contested by the Soviet Union and the US during the Cold War.
I tried it with tonic (with deference to COVID-19, it had to be Fever-Tree of course) to balance the sweetness and then I tried it straight. Gin straight? I tell you, well chilled and on the rocks (the gin, not me) it was a revelation.