It's been ages since I've written to you, mainly because I've had the last 3 weeks or so off work! It began mid August with a wedding in Somerset – all went well and the bride turned up! It was a lovely day.
Then we headed back home to the Isle of Wight for a couple of weeks. I must say the weather was pretty poor this year but there's loads to do over there come rain or shine so we still had a great time.
I came back to work last week to no less than 528 emails! It perhaps, at first, makes me sound popular! But a good 500 or so were group emails to the whole company.
This week got off to a great start on my return. I had a couple of fun hours on air with the one and only Joan Rivers! She, as ever, was hilarious as we celebrated her 15th anniversary on QVC. Joan is renowned for her bumble bee brooches… she's brought us dozens of variations over the years. For Joan, it represents achieving the impossible! Her bumble bees remind me of a very special memory that will stay with me forever.
It was a number of years ago when my son was around 6 years of age. We were on our way to school, and as we left home, he noticed a bumble bee on the ground lying very still on its back. My son looked at me wide-eyed and said,
"I think we can help him."
I said I was sorry but I thought the little bee had died. There was a look of determination and utmost care on my son's face and he said,
"No, it's ok, I think we can help him."
So – although now running a little late for school – we carefully carried the bee indoors on a large leaf. My son popped him on some tissue paper, placed him in an empty margarine tub and rested the bee carefully on the window sill in the warm sunshine.
The look on my sons face was a picture… he was so gentle and caring in the way he handled the bee. Time was ticking by, and the school bell was minutes away. Yet, still we waited and stared quietly at the little bee… and then, quite suddenly, the bee started to move.
At this point, I'm utterly astounded, but my son is in no way surprised… this, it appears, is what he expected! The little bee's wings started to flutter and second by second it was getting stronger, suddenly, the bee took flight. We opened the window and the bee went on its way.
"There we are dad, he's fine now, let's go to school!"
See you soon