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Hi Grenville,Great to hear of your interest in the BBC Gardeners' World Live Show! As discussed please find attached some further information regarding this years' show below and also attached is our media pack.BBC Gardeners' World Live, 16 – 19 June 2016, NEC BirminghamBBC Gardeners' World Live is one of the UK's largest flower shows running for 25 years and attracting a unique audience that you will not find at any other event. The show benefits from being part of the successful Gardeners' World brand family which includes the BBC TV programme, the magazine and of course, the Show! BBC Gardeners' World Live also gains from the BBC Good Food Show Summer sitting alongside it as part of one amazing ticket price. We deliver a mix of gardening celebrities & experts, chefs, more than 30 gardens, over 100 of the most outstanding plant nurseries in the UK within the largest Floral Marquee at any flower Show, along with over 400 fantastic exhibitors.· 90,000 visitors expected in 2016
· 55% of visitors do not attend any other gardening or flower shows
· £198 average spend per visitor
· Average household income of £55,000
Stand RatesShopping Lanes Shell Scheme : £257 per m² + £65 reg fee + VATAlso attached is the full floor plan for your consideration.Stands available which I would recommend as great locations for you to look at are:
Stand S60 – 3m x 2m corner stand with two open sides close to the main isle – £1,542 + £65 reg fee + VAT
Stand S74 – 2m x 2.5m corner stand on the main isle with two open sides - £1,927.50 + £65 reg fee + VAT
Stand S54 – 3m x 2m corner stand with two open sides close to the main isle - £1,927.50 + £65 reg fee + VATI just had a look on your website, I think at the time our internet must have been down and your paintings look wonderful.Please do not hesitate to contact me if you have any questions. I look forward to hearing from you.
Many thanks,
RoxanneRoxanne JelleySenior Sales ExecutiveT: 0203 405 4285Please consider the environment before printing this e-mail.
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An artist in every sense. Now fulfilling a lifelong ambition to go topless in the Telegraph.
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on Andy Gray and Richard Keys: the changing face of office banter 4 days ago
This was the London advertising scene in the eighties. I've written about it in my unpublished novel 'Albert's Little Vice'. From what I've heard those days are long gone. Currently everyone it seems is just grateful to keep a job, any job, in the ad world.
on Andy Gray and Richard Keys: the changing face of office banter 4 days ago
"Office banter" often leads to "office goosing" through to "office groping" onto full-scale "office orgies" aka "office Christmas parties". All well and good between consenting individuals but not so good when one of said individuals has bad breath, flaky skin or is just downright plug-ugly. From my humble experience. But then — beneath the veneer — we are all simply creatures roaming about on a harsh unforgiving planet.
During the eighties, my wife would come home from her office duties, many a time complaining about the sly sneaky groping and goosing she'd received. My hackles would go up at this and I'd offer to give the groper "a good hiding" only to be told not to intervene. According to her, it would only make matters worse.
An office associate of mine told of similar woes and one night sat in wait in his car for the offending person to leave the office. Revving the engine wildly and mounting the pavement, headlights full beam, he drove straight at the groper. Think he broke the groper's ankles but even if he didn't he'd have at least given him something to think about. I dunno. The trials and tribulations of office life: a bit of banter to broken ankles.
on Why don't we truly value poetry? last week
[Beginning of my epic poem. To be read in a long slow sorrowful manner with many excited blips and pregnant pauses and rising in a powerful crescendo....]
Calmly reposing on a saphire pebble
I survey the meadow
Yawning before me
Bathed in life.
Out on the fresh grass they they lie
The two earthworms I have searched for
All my life.
I am ready to meet their copulatory functions with extreme zeal.
Steadily I crouch down
And put my face next to their cold, soiled bodies.
And feel myself tugged
Gently at first
But afterwards more and more violently
Down and down
Into the slick ageless worm's mystical hollow.
All I can see is the pink shadowy insides of my eyelids.
All I can feel is the moist soft loam
And the tubulous roots of the trees against my body.
I am blinded.
A helpless victim to the amorous advances of an earthworm,
Dragged along labrynthian corridors
To be pitilessly
Raped and tortured
Is love so sweet!
Once inside the belly of the earth
I am immediately arrested
By an ever-mounting number of worms
Who wriggle triumphantly
In and out of my anal passage
Up my nasal cavities,
Preparing my body for a peculiar sacrifice.
My brain is liquid
My tongue crawls away to safety
Back to the surface of the globe
And sunlight.
I am masturbated from within
And celestial heaven cannot be far away now
As the worms turn and everything is black
Immovable
Monumental.
"Help me dear God," I cry. "This delirious pleasure is but an aberration.
Give me something solid!"
Grenville Allen 1977
(The above work is juvenilia par excellence. I spent many a happy hour reciting this during my student years!)
on Why don't we truly value poetry? last week
See above....
on Why don't we truly value poetry? last week
Stanza from my epic poem....
And in that wood the eyes no longer see
But only feel the blind, poking darkness
Of the wood's searching, groping, anxious need to clasp me
To its damp and heaving breast
Where now it holds me like its rooted trees
Grenville Allen 1977
on Why don't we truly value poetry? last week
The constant wit can be cloying
The constant fool annoying
I prefer the dead, the silent
The one who keeps away from me
Now and always
Constantly.
Grenville Allen 1977
on The art exhibition where the pieces really do grow on you last week
Here's something I prepared earlier: http://www.craftsforum.co.uk/a...
Talk about suffering for one's art. I think I'll call this piece "Bubble 'n' Squeal".
on Wikipedia at 10: 'It's what the web is for' 2 weeks ago
'Course there are ways round the vanity/self-promotion issue. Me old mucker Beattie is a master at this. See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/W....
I was simply out to increase my SEO and tried using Wikipedia as one element of this. But this was before I'd discovered there's as much subterfuge involved as in my old advertising days. Here btw is my own FREE offer that no-one was in the slightest bit interested in: http://www.wmhleisure.com/foru...
Which just goes to show you.
on Wikipedia at 10: 'It's what the web is for' 2 weeks ago
I've corrected many a celeb's biographical details, using the 'sandbox' etc. For instance, Tommy Boyd, the radio presenter, listed as studying at Brighton University. Wrong. He went to my university: Sussex. (His political persuasion is diametrically opposed to mine though.)
Now, what gets me about this supposedly democratic encyclopedia is that when I entered my own enthralling life details: acting in my early teens on the RSC stage alongside Helen Mirren, Judi Dench and her brother Jeff, Ian Richardson, Brenda Bruce, Liz Spriggs — to name but a few illustrious fellow luvvies — short story on BBC Radio at eleven yrs of age, violinist with the Warwickshire Youth Orchestra, a spell in the advertising world in the eighties as an award-winning copywriter with the likes of Trevor Beattie in my twenties, and now here doing my utmost as a painter. No joy. All the above scrubbed out by some interfering nomark geek. The only reason he could give for my rejection: vanity. Tch!
on Tesco sales miss estimates as out-of-town stores hit by snow 3 weeks ago
For Tesco, history began when Jack Cohen returned from the First World War and invested £30 on a surplus food stall in London's East End. Cohen consolidated his initial small-scale success by joining forces with T.E. Stockwell, and the name Tesco was born. The first shop with "Tesco" emblazoned above the window was opened in 1929.
But even Tesco's so-called 'Finest' range is barely edible. Which is why we shop at Waitrose. And always have done.