How many people would show up for their first day at work after being invited by their boss to join 22 colleagues in a Bath?
Now I didn’t graduate from the Joan Holloway School of sex-gets-you-everywhere, but I didn’t want to offend anyone before I’d even sat down at my desk.
Imagine my relief when I realised I was actually going to join the other WMWers for a weekend away in Somerset, and that I’d manage to find time for a Burger King among the dancing and snow-ball fights. It’s my ninth day (in a row) with WMW and I’ve learnt that I’ve got a lot to learn about writing copy. And 21st century office politics.
I’m learning to keep it simple. I may spend the first few weeks going home and berating myself every time I use a surplus ‘that’. Seeing words on a page bloodied by Grant’s suggestions is going to make me learn. Fast.
Be on the lookout for improvements. They’re coming soon.

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