Gridlock

So yesterday was intense. Pitched for my life and think it went well. Won't find out for another few weeks sadly and if we don't get it, it won't be because our ideas were bad (they loved them). It will probably because of our size (they want a global company with a big digital background).

Got back to Manc on the train and the traffic was at gridlock. Burst into tears in the end in the passenger seat (post pitch relief/hormones) as we were late to pick Squidge up for the first time ever. She was so happy to see us both though, all was forgiven.

Stuck by her side all night and wouldn't let her go. Angus took this pic of her face as I tickled her!!