Earlier this week I was a bit worried. The man who was printing the flyers, worked from a two up two down with nothing outside the house to suggest there was a business there. Once we realized that we hadn't got the address wrong; I knocked, the door opened, two dogs jumped up and there was this 6ft bloke (no one would mess with)in the doorway.
Fag in hand he took my cd with my flyer .jpg and said he'd do the job. The flyers will be ready Wednesday or Thursday....yes, o.k!