Therein lies a tale. Initially, we’d put up a set of shelves for the trophies, but Helmut rightly decided that the reception area was looking scruffy and needed revamping. While all that was going on, there was a period of about two months when the area was closed, which meant that late at night, for security reasons, the only way out from my office to the car park was a long walk to the other end of the factory, a good 10-minute trot. One particular night I walked down to reception, which had all the yellow criss-cross tape across it saying no entry, etc. Being nosy, I ducked past the
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