I beg your pardon. . . I never promised you a rose garden

Hello,

I figured as I’ve been here for about ten days it was about time I let you know how it’s all going.

Some of you will be more than aware that I left for this trip absolutely worried sick because I was turned down by the bank at the 11th hour for a loan extension. Probably the worst preparation for a trip to come and buy coffee is not having any money to buy the coffee, however in terms of a weight loss programme I could highly recommend it.

I won’t go into too many details, I’ve had the biggest learning curve ever, last year was difficult for me to get to grips with how this business should work, it’s lonely, – I wish I could follow that with ‘on the top’ but I’m still very much on the bottom – however I do know how to climb up and that is my intention. I need lots of significant orders, from restaurants, shops, offices and even school staff rooms, otherwise no amount of positive thinking is going to help. I have plenty to do and I will do it, it’s just going to be a little tougher than I thought…… what a load of bollocks, it’s going to be ridiculously hard work and frankly I cannot wait.

So, I was turned down by the bank, fair enough really, my pre-Christmas fairs had been brilliant in terms of finally making some money and some great marketing but it was nowhere near enough to convince the underwriters of the loan that I knew what I was doing…I did wonder if they knew that I had been working my way through the tins of Quality Street I had bought as gifts for the Nica kids.

I don’t know why I’m making light of all of this, I honestly didn’t know what to do, I had maxed out every credit card possible, withdrawn all the funds I had and still I knew I didn’t have enough, not just not enough for the coffee, but not enough to ship anything back to England.

I have been more than a little close to the edge…whatever that means, I know ’it’s only money’ it was more the feeling of being entirely out of control that terrified me. By the time I met with Marlon I was all out of tears and felt more as if I was in shock as I told him everything. At one point I looked at him and said “I will find a way to do this”. He just looked at me and said “I know, I trust you”

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