“It is what it is,” as President Donald Trump said in his already infamous interview with Jonathan Swan of Axios on HBO this week. Yes indeed, Mr President and it isn’t good.
In travel retail parlance it’s like a Buy One, Get One Free promotion – Get a tan and your complimentary coronavirus!
Thabet is in especially upbeat mood at present thanks to his beloved Liverpool recently being crowned Premiership champions in the UK, their first title in 30 years. I swear I could still see the smile on his face through the face mask he donned during our meeting.
This is where we go so wrong so often in the west. A mask is there for a reason. You don’t wear half an oven mitt to protect yourself from burns.
Boris Johnson said that the government had “underestimated” the extent of asymptomatic transmission and didn’t fully understand the coronavirus in the “first few weeks and months”. But now, 45,762 deaths later, they do understand. So that’s alright then.
Every day now LinkedIn is full of messages from really talented, loyal, hard-working people who have lost their jobs in travel retail through no fault of their own.
The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they, while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night.
The home freezer is no place for frozen vegetables and other household necessities when you’ve got a couple of liquid beauties like this on offer.
Some time in the next few days I will become a grandfather for the first time and, like all grandparents and parents down the ages, I worry what kind of world this young miracle of biology will come bursting into.
Due to the COVID-19 outbreak, The Moodie Tipster is currently self-isolating in Lough Down, a pretty little lake in County Galway.
In just three months, Pray has been viewed 25,514 times on YouTube, played on 20 radio stations in Canada, and featured on Dubai radio, courtesy of Dubai Duty Free. And, of course, it has been heard many times as the intro to our Podcast series In Crisis: Travel Retail Voices.
Last night when I finally brought a long, long day to an end, I poured myself a small glass of the 40yo, cut it with a dash of water, took in the treasure trove of aromas, looked out over my garden through the still dark night and thought everything was good in the world.
“Martin, this will be the first time so many of us have exhibited at a ‘cancelled’ Expo. Now that’s what I call virtual!”