Since the start of the year, it’s been mental.
Wedding season is in full swing, Manchester is flying and we’ve just had a record month.
It’s all adrenalin fuelled, pink-cheeked positivity, but all work and no play, makes James a dull boy.
So, this month Mr Anderson and I headed down to London for the annual Bespoke Tailors Benevolent Association dinner, held at the Merchant Taylors Hall at Number 30 Threadneedle Street.
What a venue. Old school elegance at its finest with stunning chandeliers, Georgian windows and hand-carved oak-panelling. It’s my fourth time to this venerable institution and yet my heart still raced as I entered the fray, a veritable Whose Who of the Bespoke Tailoring and Textile trade in the UK and beyond.