Subject: Thanks for nothing.
Jobs for senior HR executives don’t grow on trees. And I’m going nuts stuck here in Suffolk. Incidentally, did you call the builder about that leak I showed you at the weekend?
Subject: Better times ahead?
At least we’re seeing some bid activity. I hear your performance is on the up so hopefully you’re not seeing redemptions. How about putting some cash in to another takeover candidate?
Subject: Building repairs.
You’ve been recommended to me as a competent and trustworthy firm. We have an old property with inevitable wear and tear that needs dealing with. Could you let me have a quote for some roof repairs? There may be more work to follow.
Subject: Re: More gossip.
Nothing yet, but I wouldn’t put anything past this government. Glad I didn’t buy Northern Rock – or any of the banks for that matter. Worse is to come, I’m sure. Fancy a game of golf this weekend? My clubs haven’t had an airing for ages.
Hugh gave me your address so I hope you don’t mind me getting in touch. I’m due to join Stella in a few weeks’ time but thought it would be really useful to get a heads up in advance. Can I buy you lunch so you can brief me?
Subject: Lisa Aspinall.
Do I know her? You bet I do. She’s a devious, man-eating, two-timing bitch who I wouldn’t trust with my worst enemy. But men, for some reason, find her attractive, which is probably why Hugh hired her. Watch out, is my advice.
To be continued…