It’s part 2 of our light-hearted serialised look at fictitious London based couple – Billy and Beth. Beth decides to start a business and needs somewhere to keep her stock…
“I can see why. You need something to do” Billy said as he came out of the shower room dripping wet, a towel round his waist, scruffing his receding hair with a hand towel.
Beth looked slightly shocked, “What do you mean?”
“Well, you’re bright, smart and beautiful and should be doing something that excites you and puts your brilliant brain to good use.”
“Ooh well caught! For a moment there I thought you were implying I’m a lazy bones” Beth grinned. “What do you think I should do?”
“You could start a business. You could run it from here to start with. You’re brilliant at buying and selling stuff, why don’t you make it a party company – call it Party Bits or something like that.”
“I like that. I could sell all the things people need to make a party fab.”
Two weeks later Beth was bouncing ideas for strap lines off Billy.
“Make your party rock?”
“It’s a bit – middle-aged yoof'” said Billy, using his index fingers to make inverted comma’s
“Get the party started?”
“Not bad, but it makes me think of that song by Pink “
How about, “Make your party perfect?”
“Love it, it says what you do with a positive result” Billy grinned and directed a high-five towards Beth.
Just then the doorbell rang. “That’ll be my first delivery”, squealed Beth as she ran excitedly to the door. She reappeared moments later, largely obscured by the huge cardboard box she was carrying. Placing it on the floor in the middle of the lounge she tore off the packing tape and opened the lid to reveal a colourful assortment of Hats, table dressings, flags and bunting.
“Oh no. Where are we going to put it all?” she frowned.
“It’s just one box,” said Billy “it can stay in here until you’ve shifted that stock.”
” ‘fraid not,” said Beth sheepishly, “there are 5 more like this still out by the front door! What am I going to do?”
“I know!” said Billy with an I’ve-just solved-a-problem-because-I’m-brilliant glint in his eye. “Do you remember ABC Selfstore, the storage company we used when we refurbished the apartment? Why don’t you give them a call. I’m sure I saw something about storage for stock on one of their posters. If I remember correctly I think they can even help out with despatch and deliveries for business customers. “
“Billy, you’re genius,” said Kate giving her husband a big kiss, “and so is ABC Selfstore. I’ll call them now.”