Last night was a wake up call on Scotland’s stalled economy. Friends selling large homes are refusing low-ball offers thousands below home report valuation. Not for the first time there’s a drive to move to London and I’m reminded how many dads work abroad while their families live in Scotland or commute weekly south as I did. Lawyers in good firms are having 3rd and 4th round pay cuts and are threatening to strike. We’re living precariously beyond our means in a housing market that’s dysfunctional and unused to families desperate to downsize.
I briefly consider a return to financial services. The easy money is gone but there’s work to be had for those who can endure it. But it’s thankless work in a dying industry whose reputation is in shreds. I’m a writer with dreams and concrete plans of running an interiors business and know it’s not an option.
The conversation turns to leggings. It’s impossible to get decent quality black ones that don’t fade to grey or cost a fortune. I make a mental note to source some stock and manufacture my own as soon as possible. I have a 3 prong brand development strategy. Black interiors, inspirational writing, simple quality black clothing. Leggings are one of the prongs.
Earlier in the day I’d spent an hour or at my friend’s quirky interiors store Casa Maorada. Not a single customer enters the shop and there are 10 shopping days til Christmas. We discuss the merits of attending Maison Objet, the Paris Trade show to check out suppliers, absorb the atmosphere and get inspired. It’s tempting if we book now and pool hotel accommodation. I leave with black candles for my advent wreath and industrial wire tealights for fireplaces, table decorations and to give as presents. I love this store and would happily drop by daily.
I’m nervously excited about the future. There’s a lot of work to do. I must create a website over Christmas, source product, rent a pop up shop in Stockbridge for storage and capitalise on PR and marketing opportunities relating to selling the hosue. There’s a market in Stockbridge to attend on 6 Jan and I’m reshooting press photos of my kitchen with Scotsman photographer Jane Bowman tomorrow to capture it’s new dark dramatic look.
There are also interior styling classes to organise and last but not least a house to sell. The recession is making entrepreneurs of us all. I’m determined to stay focused, seek out global opportunities and review a move to London as an option. I collect my business cards from Juliana. They look amazing. I feel triumphant. There is DEFINITELY no bailing out now. What do you think I should do?