W H E R E
W E ’ V E
B E E N . . .
VENICE
It’s 8am and I am at Gatwick airport getting ready to board a
flight with no idea where I am going. Without my knowledge
my partner and family had been in cahoots to arrange a
surprise break for my 30th birthday. Unbeknown to me, my
partner had contacted my lovely work colleagues, arranged
for me to have time off work, and booked a lovely short trip
away. Unfortunately, I eventually had to be told that I was being
whisked away as my unsuspecting clients needed to know that I
would not be in the office but the destination still remained under
close wraps - from me at least!
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