November 01 2011
I am having a baby this week, or rather my delectable wife Marissa is. It’s our first and I would be lying if I said I’m not petrified. Being a control freak simply isn’t working for me on the baby front. “It will come when it wants to,” I’ve been told today by our obstetrician, which doesn’t seem very helpful to me.
I spend Mondays at the office in back-to-back meetings reviewing the previous week’s trading (successes and errors) of the various bars, restaurants and clubs that we operate. I try and get all the meetings done on a Monday to allow me to be on site for the rest of the week, which I prefer.
On top of reviewing our existing sites, the main focus of today is Boujis Hong Kong, which we are due to open early next year. Plans are very much under way, so today I’ve been involved in discussions with various members of my senior management team to run through the proposed layout – largely reviewing the latest tweaks to the design – our membership policies for the club, staffing and product offering. I think this site is going to be a smash hit and can’t wait to get it up and running.
Early afternoon, I catch up with Laurie, our hardworking and completely dedicated head of PR and marketing, and we plan the week ahead. She’s been in touch all weekend, keeping me updated with emails and calls. Our business, unlike most other businesses, is busiest over the weekends, catering to those who are looking for an escape from their own Monday-Friday. So the weekends for us bring the most work and we need people who are prepared to work seven days a week.
At the end of the day, Paul (with whom I set up the company back in 1998) and I meet to discuss priority items before I run off for a spin class at KX gym – and then I head home to my wife for our religious Monday evening ritual of cooking, catching up on whatever series we are watching (tonight is last night’s Downtown Abbey) and leaping into bed early.