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It's sad when people leave Fruit Towers, But we know that they keep travelling on down the road, having been enriched by the time they spent here. And they've usually got loads of smoothies in their bag when they start travelling down that road, because when they walk out of here you can bet that's the last time they're getting any free ones, oh yes.

If you think you could replace any of them, then have a look at our jobs page. And if you ever come across any of them, email the story of your encounter to shipsinthenight@innocentdrinks.co.uk


ang

ang

1999 - 2001
 

Ang left us after spending about two years at Fruit Towers. At first, she was the quiet temp who came in a for a few days here and there. She was better at doing stuff than the rest of us, so she started working as Office Angel, and ended up working as Operations Support.

Everyone misses Ang deeply, and there were tears shed as she walked out of the office for the last time, on her way back home to New Zealand. Sob.

marcel

marcel

1999 - 2001
 

Marcel was our first proper designer, the man responsible for giving our labels, website and company rule book their 'look'. He came over from Cape Town with a smile on his face, a song in his heart and some strange electronic bleeps on his minidisc player. Tragically, he was lured by the bright lights of Shoreditch, but we often think of him, and wonder if he's still got a funny little beard.

If you want to get in touch with Marcel, click here to email

claire

claire

2000
 

Claire was here for a short while in 2000, and her smile and enthusiasm lit up the office, like a falling star in a summer sky. Anyway, enough of that. Claire sought fame in other directions - she left to devote more time to the band in which she was the singer.

Her moment of real fame came when she acted as a body double in the recent TV depiction of The Joy of Sex, the 1970s bestseller that told you how to do it. You could see her naughty bits and everything.

Alexis

Alexis

2000 - 2003
  There are no words that can adequately describe this man. Poet, troubadour, superstar DJ, fortune teller, chicken fancier, vintage tennis clothing expert - he's done it all, and more. Alexis has been part of innocent since day one, and will continue to be a part of us forever more. But he needs to become a proper pop star, so we wish him well on his voyage, and we hope that he finds peace in the crazy world of rock'n'roll. If you want to get in touch with Alexis, click here to email.
Assia

Assia

2000 - 2003
  It was sad when Assia left. For a start, she'd been here for years, she was our first ever accountant, and we loved her so. But she's gone off to do something amazing - to retrain as an alternative therapist to help people with chronic asthma (a condition that has blighted her life), so we can only wish her lots of luck. Of course, things will be a little quieter at Fruit Towers without her, but the memory of her big shoes will be with us forever.
Jemima

Jemima

2000 - 2004
  Things are a bit quieter without Jemima around. Not that she was noisy or anything, but she was very good at asking questions, and not backwards in coming forwards. Luckily, Jemima has met her match in baby Arthur, her very handsome son who now makes a bit more noise than his mum. Jemima is sorely missed at Fruit Towers, but she still pops in on her way down to the shops and even lets us babysit Arthur, which we like a lot.
Mat A

Mat A

2000 - 2004
  Mat A is, was and will always be an innocent legend. Mat was the seventh person to ever work at Fruit Towers, and his stalwart efforts mean that today people can enjoy our drinks across the nation. But he was a cautious character, who kept his nocturnal activities private, and even once uttered the immortal sentence "If I had to choose a friend it would be dog rather than cat." We shall miss him more than words can say.
caroline

caroline

2001 - 2002
 

Sweet Caroline - she was here for a few months and then left us to do something a bit more exciting. Yes, Caroline wanted to live life in the fast lane, as a rock'n'roll star. But we never saw any signs of her being a hard-living rocker whilst she was at Fruit Towers - no empty bottles of Jack Daniels in her filing cabinet; no male groupies queueing outside Fruit Towers.

Caroline currently plays bass in a band called Lilygun.You should go and see them - they rock (man).

kym

kym

2001 - 2002
 

Lovely Kym with her bunches. She used to drive for miles to get to work, and then she used to drive all the way home again. Somewhere on one of those long drives she magically became pregnant (maybe), so now Kym looks after baby Oliver and doesn't work here anymore.

Which is sad, because she made friends with all of our retailers in double-quick time - some of them still ring and ask for her, and then they wail and gnash their teeth when we say that Kym don't live here anymore

Vinnie

Vinnie

2001 - 2002
  What can we say about Vinnie? Polite, friendly, butter-wouldn't-melt-in-his-mouth Vinnie. For well over a year, he was our design supremo, sorting out the way we look today. But a stronger urge was pulling our Vinnie (and his lovely wife) - they took heed of this urge and as a result have cleared off to Australia to seek their fortunes. We only hope that they stay in touch and let us know when they've made their first million, $AUS-style.

Because we'll be over for that celebratory barbeque, believe you me. If you want to get in touch with Vinnie, click here to email.

Jamie

Jamie

2001 - 2004
  Jamie, or Carlos as he was sometimes known, was the ruler of the loading bay and possessor of the greatest close ball control ever seen in the W6 postcode area. Nobody came in or out of Fruit Towers without him knowing about it, and his breaks and basslines were the first sounds to greet such visitors, which made us sound a bit cooler than we actually are. Jamie started working here when he was 16, so we hope that we provided a steadying influence during his formative years. Probably not, but we hope so.
Will

Will

2001 - 2004
  William has gone, back to San Francisco to smoke the pice of peeps and to grow his beard a bit longer. And we're going to miss him. Will was the first American to ever work at innocent and he introduced us to important business phrases such as "deliver the doughnuts" and "that's a whole chunk o' change". And of course he did loads to make innocent the healthy drinks powerhouse that it sort of is today. He was last seen wandering down the Goldhawk Road after his leaving drinks, swaddled in a large Union Jack. A fitting exit. So long buddy.
Simon

Simon

2001 - 2005
  The female folk of Fruit Towers shed a tear when Simon left for good. For Simon was (and is) a handsome lad, admired by men and desired by women. The things that attracted people to him most were his winning smile, his relaxed manner, those unique dance moves and his box-fresh leisure shoes. But now Simon has accepted a higher calling. Specific plans remain a mystery, suffice to say that they may involve an LCD projector, some high quality kebabs and a few obscure drum loops. Peace, we out.
ailana

ailana

2002 - 2008
 
tom

tom

2002
 

During his long summer at Fruit Towers, Tom kept us all smiling, with his quick wit and hilarious jokes about Wolverhampton Wanderers being a football team.

The sales team in particular miss him, as he learned the ropes in record speed and did loads of dead important work that made everyone's lives a bit easier. Tom is now pursuing a career in law, so your days as a successful burglar/jaywalker/chicken rustler may be coming to an end.

joby

joby

2002 - 2003
 

Everyone at Fruit Towers was pretty sad when Joby left us. He did some great design stuff for us, and was quite shy at first, but slowly came out of his shell, like a hermit crab. We can't tell you what he's doing right now, as it's top secret and he hasn't even told his mum yet (would you tell your mum if you were training to be a male pole-dancer?).

But if you need to see him, he can usually be found somewhere in south London drinking a lager shandy with lime. If you want to get in touch with Joby, click here.

Niina

2002 - 2004
  Nina is the all-time winner of the most lovely person to ever work at Fruit Towers. She came to us straight out of university, and for years made sure that Adam, Rich and Jon knew what day it was and what colour shirts they should be wearing. Her sweet face belied the cutting humour that could make a grown man cry, but now she's gone off to try out some new things and to see a bit of the world - she's so young, so beautiful, she's got her whole life ahead of her...
geoff

geoff

2002 - 2008
  All hail the boy “from Slough”, the man who can wear a nighty/PE kit/gold all-in-one like nobody else, the man, the myth, the maverick: Geoff Baker. Despite trying to keep it ‘well street’ with his pointy sideburns and (chav) signet ring, we all know he’s really a posh boy who went to Eton and loves the RUGGER (don’t you know, old bean?) Connoisseur of the finer things in life, champion of the foundation and lover of ’avin it large, you’re as likely to find this colonic loving chap travelling boutique style or chowing down at the local meat off. He might even invite you round for a naked balcony breakfast for two (boys only, mind). Just remember, he’s from Slough, innit? You’ll be sorely missed, like the morning after Torture Garden. But like that place, you’re always welcome here back for more. Best of luck down under.
eamon

eamon

2003
 

Eamon only came to work here for a few weeks but ended up staying for many months, doing the accounts and talking about Dave Grohl and Johhny Cash quite a lot. He's gone back to university in Dublin, where he'll be able to read his beloved Irish newspapers to his heart's content.

He left his mark on Fruit Towers by naming all of our office greenery, the highlight being a small bush called Robert Plant. It's the way he tells 'em.

Kylie

Kylie

2003
  Kylie is the aboriginal word for boomerang, and like a boomerang Kylie arrived at Fruit Towers and then flew back to Australia, which made us quite sad. She was here for most of 2003, and lit up our lives with her big smile and her willingness to come down to the Seven Stars for a few schooners. Kylie went back to Perth for a visit and realised that she actually quite liked it there, so she's back in Oz, lying on the beach in the sunshine. Sounds nice.
Dani

Dani

2003 - 2004
  Oh sweet Dani. Now she's gone, there is no laughter anymore, no fast skittering drumbeats leaking from the radio as she tests out new recipes in the development kitchen. Dani was only meant to work here for a few weeks, but ended up staying for almost a year, and in that time she helped us invent lots of new drinks. She's now gone back to carry on with her studies in architecture, and we hope she comes back one day and builds us a big house
Adahl

Adahl

2003 - 2004
  Not that we'd want to make a point of it or anything, but Adahl was probably the littlest person to ever work at Fruit Towers. However, it's fair to say that this didn't make her particularly shy or retiring - to the contrary, she was a regular pocket battleship and was often to be heard having forthright discussions with people who owed us a few bob. She's nipped back to Australia for a while but has promised to pop in when she's back in Shepherds Bush. We look forward to seeing her again.
Nick

Nick

2003 - 2004
  Nick was a bit of a superman. He could fix computers by just looking at them, set up a whole new accounts system that has made our business a lot more clever, and then he'd go home and cycle a couple of hundred miles every weekend. His next move is shrouded in secrecy, but it'll no doubt involve servers, lots of wires, a few hundred gigabytes of RAM and some of those fancy cycling shoes with the clips on.
Emma

Emma

2003 - 2005
  One word. Shoes. Emma liked shoes. And although you could say this of many women, Emma really liked shoes. She sacrificed her Saturdays to do a course in How To Make Your Own Shoes. Valuable shoe shopping time. Now there's dedication. We'll miss Emma for her massive brain, refined good looks and her refusal to ever complain if she was cold. OK, so she sometimes had a little moan about sitting under the aircon, but it was the exception. We hear that she's now working at eBay. Probably sorting out the shoe section.
Harriet

Harriet

2004 - 2008
  If she’s not off helping her dad with the lambing or working her physio magic on someone, you’re most likely to find Harriet in the kitchen, making a cup of tea. Occasionally she returns to her desk to work her charm on Culina. But mainly, it’s all about the tea. Stylish, witty and generous, she’s in every innocent boys’ Top 5 and all the girls here want to be her friend. From single-handedly running the first ever Fruitstock to working with the bossiest of bosses and having a knack for finding missing trousers, she’s been a wonderfully calming presence in Fruit Towers and we’ll miss her a lot. We think you’re excellent, Harriet and if anyone ever tells you otherwise, we’ll send the boys round.
Chloe

Chloe

2004
  Ooh, lovely Chloe. Chloe worked here for the summer, and without her, Fruitstock 2004 would have been no more than a small gathering of 20 people in someone's back garden. As it was, 80,000 people turned up and Chloe managed to say hello to just about all of them. And she had a right good dance as well. The world is now her oyster, and she's gone travelling for "two months or two years". We hope you take care wherever you are.
Dan F

Dan F

2004
  Dan came to work here during his year out at college, in the middle of his Food Science degree. It follows that he spent most of his time in the kitchen, tasting our drinks and concocting new recipes. Of course, this meant that he was always surrounded by our queens of the kitchen (Lucy, Nikki and Lucy), so Dan was quite happy. He was also the best footballer we've ever seen at Fruit Towers - we hope his knee gets better after the op.
Duncan

Duncan

2004
  Duncan was a man with a mission, a bit like northern England's answer to Michael Knight, except he drove a cow van and not a black Trans Am that could do sums. He roamed all across the north, and Scotland too, spreading the word about our drinks. But the more people he met on his travels, the more he realised that his true calling lay in fresh and filling lunchtime snacks. So he's gone off to open a posh sandwich shop in Newcastle. And we say good luck to him.
Hazel

Hazel

2004
  Hazel liked dying her hair. Some days it was red, some days it was pink and some days it changed colour at lunchtime. And as you can see in the picture on the left, she sometimes wore a hat when the dye wasn't to her liking. Hazel has gone to do something slightly more literary, which means that she's doing something that she loves, and if you ever need to find her, try looking under the tree where Marc Bolan crashed his car.
Sara

Sara

2004
  Sara was here for a fleeting summer in which she travelled all around the country, letting people know about our drinks and having a few laughs along the way. She was an adventurous lady, having come over from Australia to see the sights and smell the fresh British air. But her Sicilian ancestry meant that we sometimes suspected she was here following orders from a higher power, and we're not talking about Mr J Christ, capiche?
Bronwyn

Bronwyn

2004 - 2005
  What can we say about Bronwyn? She was only supposed to stay here for a few weeks, but we loved her so much that she ended up staying for over six months. In that time, she drank tequila like it was shiraz, drank shiraz like it was going out of fashion, wore earrings that were definitely out of fashion and had several hundred ciggies down the driveway (don't think we didn't notice). In fact, she enjoyed the whole experience so much she decided to become a British citizen. Now she's back home to New Zealand for a few months to de-stress. And we're all going to miss her terribly.
Richard G

Richard G

2004 - 2005
  Awwwww maaaaate. We can't believe that Rich is going. We'll never forget the curly hair, the cheeky smile, the skilful sales technique and that time at Lovebox when he was being dead friendly to everyone. In fact, it's tough to remember a time when we saw Rich in a bad mood - we hope he comes back and cheers us up from time to time. One more thing - Rich, can you bring back the biffo? Come on mate. We need a bit more biffo. And bring back that bottle of sauce that you nicked from Nando's while you're at it.
Travis

Travis

2004 - 2005
  Born in Sydney, Travis overcame youthful taunts about his height to become a world class goalkeeper. But after training and showering with the stars of Chelsea FC, Travis realised that he didn't have the necessary equipment to compete with the likes of Mario Melchiot, and moved on to the hurly burly world of smoothie sales. After succeeding in wedging a vehicle in an underground car park, he is seeking a new challenge in the world of talk radio. He should be OK. He likes to talk.
andrew

andrew

2005 - 2008
  Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, mate, you’ve no idea how much we’re going to miss the stubby wearing Kiwi we all affectionately knew as Viv. Well, we think that was his name. Some people knew him as Andrew. He always introduced himself as ‘Vuv’. Or was that ‘Vov’? No one is really sure. Vowels aside, he’s been an innocent legend from the start, working and partying like he snowboards. Hard and crazy, man. Hard and crazy. With his big smile, way with the ladies and fountain of knowledge for all things fine and wine related, it’s no surprise he married a lady who sells champagne for a living. We’ll miss you loads, mate. Good luck with everything, mate. Drop by for a Unit 5 hoe down anytime you fancy.
Paul Mount

Paul Mount

2006 - 2008
 
matt ops

matt ops

2006 - 2008
  Whether working on Production, Logistics, Demand Planning or Trade Marketing, Matt has always shown true dedication by never taking his eye off our Products. This innocent legend is as famous for his fashion as his love of spending weekends getting back to nature, making love and war. His tartan trousers got Hilde all hot and bothered and it was a real shame she never came in to visit as he could have taken her down to his Meerschweinchen hut. Not that she’d have wanted to meet him in the morning, mind you - just ask the Froggys. We’ll miss you, Oops Matt, but we know you’ll be appreciated and loved wherever you go because you’re worth it. Enjoy the orangutans, Pumpkin, and remember, they’re not the ones who stole your trousers.
Jeremy

Jeremy

  Fact. Jeremy loves Take That. Thankfully for us, when picking a role model he decided vicodin, street fighting and a general penchant for breaking all the rules were not for him. He wasn't going to be a Robbie, he was going to be a Gary Barlow. A family man. Dependable and supportive of the team. And most importantly - a really lovely bloke to have around. But sadly the Goldhawk Road is not the place for a man like Jeremy. His gentle manner and family ways are much more suited to a life in the country, complete with village cricket, house diaries and none of those confusing tube trains that accidentally whisk you all the way to Barking when you snooze off after a few too many beers. So sadly we have to say goodbye as he sets off to fulfil that dream. Thank you so much for everything you've done, we'll miss having you around and please keep in touch.
alasdair

alasdair

 
amy

amy

 
ant

ant

 
amanda

amanda

2006 - 2007
  We've had the pleasure of Amanda's company on these fine shores for 6 years. As she leaves us and flies off into the sunset, we hope she finds another place where she's really happy. Somewhere that still has snow, but not that crazy English snow that makes your nose cold and your toes wet. Somewhere you can get a good honest medieval banquet without chicken that doth taste like roadkill. Somewhere with even more complex VAT and tax laws. Ooh yeah. Somewhere far, far away from New Kev (we know that there was love there really, deep down – very deep down). Wherever that place is, we hope she's happy and we hope she doesn't forget about all of us back here at Fruit Towers. We're so grateful for all the hard work she’s put in over the years and how much she's helped everyone in the team - she was the rock that got them through a period of massive change. You really will be missed, so please stay in touch.
ben S

ben S

 
christina

christina

 
claire w

claire w

 
dan s

dan s

 
em

em

 
emma

emma

 
henkjan

henkjan

 
hieu

hieu

 
inge

inge

 
james c

james c

 
jonathan

jonathan

 
juliet

juliet

 
kevin

kevin

 
lucinda

lucinda

 
luke

luke

 
matt b

matt b

 
mel

mel

  Mel Mayo. What a name. What a woman. Grew up on a farm, rang some bells, became a management consultant, then left it all behind to come and join us here at Fruit Towers. In the year and a bit that she’s been here, she’s done so much. She’s wowed the sales team with her legendary analysis and her famous trackers. She’s made us No.1 in Waitrose. She’s kept the commercial team organised and happy by remembering every celebration and always arranging cards. And somehow she’s also managed to find enough time to brew up an average 20 cups of tea a day (not just for her we’re assured). Mel is someone who gets the job done, but is also always willing to help someone when they’re in need. And that’s why we’ll miss her so much. We wish you all the best for the wedding and for Bulgaria. And we hope Gareth gets that posting in Bermuda soon
melissa

melissa

  So where does the real power lie in this company? Is it with the big cheeses, with their never-ending meetings, big powerpoint presentations and blue sky 2020 strategies? Is it the marketing guys, stroking their beards and looking for inspiration on the internet all day? No, the real power lies with Melissa. Who else could tell you in which gentlemen's club Adam ordered the 13 course deluxe cheese fiesta. Or which one of the sales team pinches the most money from petty cash (Jamie). She has the knowledge. She knows what you've been up to. So stop asking her if she's from America and start sending her more pictures of her beloved Zinedine Zidane to keep her sweet. Melissa - have fun in Indonesia, please stay in touch and if you ever do get together with Zizou, watch out for that head butt.
michelle

michelle

 
new kate

new kate

 
nicky

nicky

  “What date is Christmas Day this year?” There’s only one mouth a gem like that could come out of. And it has a lovely smile to go with it. The quote board just isn’t going to be that same without the words of ‘the dirty corner’ a.k.a our Nicky. For 3 years, she’s made POS creations that are almost as amaaaazing as her sayings. Or were they Jonathan’s sayings? Whatever. Wind your neck in, Muller. Despite all that street talk and ‘tude, Nicky is actually quite posh. She likes sailing to her parent’s chateau in France, don’t you know? Not that that makes her a lady. Competitive to the max, she’s no stranger to drowning or injuring anyone who gets in her way of winning. And woe betide if you ask her for a new barker the day before... The gentleman’s preferred choice, she’s broken many a heart in her time here. From one legged dancing to headbutting rounder antics and the ability to pout in absolutely every photo, she has made us laugh till it hurt. You're a legend, Nix, and we just know you're going to shine wherever you go. Come back and do our colour swatches sometime.
penny

penny

 
peta

peta

 
rene

rene

 
yann

yann

 
ynzo

ynzo

 
charlie

charlie

2006
 
brett

brett

2006 - 2007
  When Brett joined us in 1999 he was fresh faced and knee high to a grasshopper. 7 years, 84 identical haircuts and several hundred half drunk bottles of Bud later, he leaves us, his face as fresh and his legs as short as the day he arrived. During that time he established himself as the central source for information on poker, plasma screen TVs and gossip. And he was very good at filming drunk people. So long Brett - we’re going to miss your happy face. But we’ll see you around (probably on Goldhawk Road, seeing as you live round the corner).
catherine

catherine

2006 - 2007
 
eloise

eloise

2006 - 2007
 
doug

doug

2006 - 2007
  When Doug first walked in here - filofax in hand, grey flecks in hair, flowery shirt on torso, strange designer paint stains on jeans - we knew he’d be good value. And he didn’t disappoint. Whether it was helping find the greatest falafel in Shepherd’s Bush, constantly pretending to be Scottish, dancing hard while sweating harder, passing out outside the wrong hotel at the nature weekend, or the final classic of breaking his hand just to get access to sexy nurses, he’s been a constant source of entertainment. He’s such a great bloke who’s always gone out of his way to help anyone - even if it means having to laugh at Mark Turner’s jokes. He’ll be missed by loads of people and Fruit Towers just won’t be quite the same without him. Doug - thanks for everything you've done, have a great time in Canada and please stay in touch
daniel

daniel

2006 - 2007
 
lulu

lulu

2006 - 2007
 
louise o

louise o

2006 - 2007
 
shane

shane

2006 - 2007
 
chris

chris

2006 - 2007
 
erin

erin

2006 - 2007
 
steve

steve

2006 - 2007
 
jane

jane

2006 - 2007
 
stuart

stuart

2006 - 2007
 
raz

raz

2006 - 2007
 
bouchra

bouchra

2006 - 2008
  Ah, the lovely Bou. A lady who tells it like it is and no mistake. Straight talking, dainty walking, her beautiful face has lit the halls of Fruit Towers for 2 radiant years. As famous for her honesty as her chocolate knowledge, she’s kept Technical on the straight and narrow. Whether dictating which way to paddle the canoe or figuring out how to get to the MTV awards, she’s a lady who knows exactly what she likes and what she doesn't. And we love her for it. The darling of the PC’s, technical saviour to Europe and an all round good ouef. Au revoir, Bouchra. We’ll miss you lots.
lauren

lauren

2006 - 2008
 
hannah

hannah

2006 - 2008
 
bronte

bronte

2006 - 2008
  Queen Bee - the lady who put the P and E into P&E, the I into International and IT and the chilli into chocolate cake. From renaming people and setting up countries to opening Scandi Kitchen and giving birth on the same day, there is nothing this lady cannot do. Getting stuck in from Day 1 at the Nature Weekend, she conducted interviews in late night Parisian bars and introduced bribery cakes. A favourite of the boys of Fruit Towers, it was the Swede who eventually won her heart. Or was that Boris Johnson? Bronte Sarah introduced almost every innocent touch - from the box of smoothies with contracts to the flowers for new starters - and we love her for it. Her legacy will live on in these grass covered halls for many a year to come and we’ll miss her more than she’ll ever know. You are the stuff of legends, Queen Bee. We salute you.
sarah

sarah

2006 - 2008
 
vic

vic

2006 - 2008
  Our Vic - innocent’s very own Angel of the North and the most glamorous, fashion-forward lady to ever grace Team Wholesale. Famous for her knack of pulling together totally unique outfits from her charity shop finds (sorry, vintage, darling), her in-built radar for bearded unkempt musicians is almost as legendary. Whether it’s meeting the bloke from Hot Chip or stalking The Whisky Cats (in the nicest possible way, mind) she’s always at the forefront of any musical event, not least when showcasing her fine singing skills at the village fete. But then, what more could we expect of Madchester Music Club’s founding mother? To the girl who made herself an entire meal during wholesale meeting without anyone else noticing, we’re going to miss you loads, chuck. Ta ra for now.
Nadir

Nadir

 
clare

clare

 
ezri

ezri

 
lieke

lieke

 
niina

niina

 
lindsay

lindsay

2006 - 2008
  Ah, Lindsay. Linds. Linz. Formerly Miss Smith. Now Mrs. Butcher. Plum haired, pixie booted vixen of the wholesale team and lover of all things budgeting-goats-cheese-and-Tom-from-St-Huberts related. Saviour of the wholesale meeting and owner of the scariest phone voice in Unit 1, this lady possesses a myriad of hidden talents. From dance instructor extraordinaire to wakeboarding pro, go carting fiend and ball breaking negotiator minx, there is nothing this lady cannot do. Apart from Powerpoint that is. Her withering looks and brilliant banter will be sorely missed as will her rosy cheeks, incredibly short skirts and that mad dash for the 17:27 from St. Pancras. Go well, our Linds. We’ll miss you loads.
Bethan

Bethan

 
Tom

Tom

 
Gareth Jones

Gareth Jones

2006 - 2008
 
Frith Thomson

Frith Thomson

2006 - 2008
 
Conor McKenna

Conor McKenna

2006 - 2007
  Conor McKenna. The living, breathing embodiment of the loading bay. We only began to understand his commitment after he got half-naked at Guanabara and revealed a level of paleness that could only be achieved from spending way too much time in a big fridge. He'd be in that cold dark room day and night, singing sweetly to his little drinks. Oh how they’ll miss him. Just as we will. We’ll miss his amusing but vague emails, his power-eating prowess, his ginger beard, his eccentric ways and maybe even those red shoes. It’s people like Conor that have made this company special and it’s not going to be the same without him. Please stay in touch. You can come and dance on our tables anytime.
andrew b

andrew b

2006 - 2008
  Andrew Bullock, or Business Case Bullock as his friends call him. Some people even called him Raging (Bullock). But whatever his name, what a man. There are tales to tell, for sure. The best ones involve the fact that he single-handedly wrestled our village fete from being an idea into a thing that actually happened, and it was all down to how he handled that golf cart. For that he will be remembered. And then there's the executive sports automobile that cruises the highways and byways of west London. But the most important issue - the tan. Who knows where it came from? Perhaps the time spent with the hood down in his Merc? Perhaps sunny weekends in Buckinghamshire? Perhaps perhaps perhaps. Nobody knows. But boy did he look good.
Andy

Andy

2006 - 2007
 
Shaun

Shaun

 
Justin

Justin

2006 - 2008
 
Gudrun

Gudrun

 
Louisa M

Louisa M

2007
 
Andrew W

Andrew W

2007 - 2008
 
Jesper

Jesper

 
Gareth Helm

Gareth Helm

 
Michelle M

Michelle M

2007
 
Tim

Tim

2007
 
Estelle

Estelle

 
Bill

Bill

 
Catherine V

Catherine V

2007
 
Mary

Mary

2007
 
Chris D

Chris D

2007
 
Nick G

Nick G

2007
 
Sonia

Sonia

 
Phil

Phil

2007
 
Sarah G

Sarah G

2007 - 2008
  Calm calm calm. Yes, Sarah was always the calmest person in the room. And sometimes they were big rooms, with fancy chairs, and lots of people talking about data, research, ‘feeling’ and exploding pork pies. These rooms did not induce calmness. But despite everything, despite every pink doughnut that could be hurled at her, she stayed positive and extremely stylish. Excelling at eating biscuits whilst hanging out in big hangars in Acton, this lady steered us away from the dreaded cuckoo clock and indulged in many power lunches a deux avec The Bullock. We’re sad to see you go Sarah, but we know that success will follow you wherever your heels take you. May your scripts always get signed off.
David W

David W

 
Kamini

Kamini

2007
 
Nicholas T

Nicholas T

 
Gavin

Gavin

 
Martijn

Martijn

 
Sneha

Sneha

2007 - 2008
  When not driving her Mini like Nigel Mansell or saying “no” very nicely to the 10,000th free stock request that day, you’ll usually find Sneha burning up the aisles of Primark. Or is that Primarni? Fashion forward to the core, her refusal to ever compromise outfits means that the heating must always be on. Always. Possessing the most graceful stair descent at innocent (whatever the heels), it’s strange that such sophistication is synonymous with Nandos. And Chicken Cottage. And Kebabs-R-Us. Perhaps this is why she had to start a numbering system to keep track of her countless admirers. This is one local gal who don’t take no messing and we will miss her lots. Good luck, Sneha. May your cup of loveliness, good shoes, and greasy fried chicken never run dry.
Laura B

Laura B

2007 - 2008
  Ah Laura. When she joined last summer, it seemed like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth. Thankfully, that façade lasted all of a week. A couple of cocktails, some groovy tunes, and out come the Kylie dance moves, the taking pity on Geordie midgets and if you’re lucky, that charming pig snorting impression. Her domineering ways have made many a school child and Harlequin behave impeccably in taste tests. Odd socks, good glasses, all that tripping up – we’re going to miss her lots. Best of luck, Laura, pet. Drop by for a brew any time.
Martin L

Martin L

 
Kevin

Kevin

2007 - 2008
 
Ann

Ann

 
Charlotte C

Charlotte C

 
Kim

Kim

 
Leila

Leila

2007
 
Angie

Angie

 
Royce

Royce

 
Sarah O

Sarah O

 
Liesje

Liesje

 
Zoe

Zoe

 
Charlie F

Charlie F

 
Jess F

Jess F

2007 - 2008
 
Gurjit

Gurjit