I want to train again. So I need owners. But how do I know who to talk to?

Clothes Maketh The Man.

I’ll tell you what gets to me about America. Classlessness. They all dress the same. What is it with that? I can’t tell who anyone is over here. You can tell a lot about people by how they dress in Britain. Not here. That means I keep putting my foot in it.

I can’t tell you the amount of times I would return from a set to our barn, there is some guy I haven’t seen before stood around with a belly, wearing a ten-dollar T-shirt and a baseball cap on his head. I breeze past, tell him we are good for hotwalkers today thanks, and then Kenny McPeek walks up to him and greets him warmly, and I find out later this is one of our biggest owners who happened (more by luck thashn anything else I would say judging by that T-shirt) to start a company from scratch and sell it for $100 million. And then he did it all over again (how does a guy get that lucky?).