Brain fart.

There are oversights and then there are complete mental meltdowns. In my last post I casually set out to thank an assortment of people who helped out and/or made the weekend at the Toronto Clothing show more bearable. In doing so I managed to over look the one individual who went the furthest out of his way and participated in most likely the most thankless task. John Lidstone drove down from Victoria Harbour for the end of the show on Sunday to help me pack up. With a still healing ankley John slogged heavy garment bags back and forth to my truck and managed to ring his bell a few times on the roof of the cab while loading. All so I could rush out of there to pick up my son in Barrie. Only to have me leave him out of my thanks in the last post.

Well, John, this post is for you and I'm truely sorry for my oversight. I'm gonna blame it on the lack of coffee and a combination of sleep deprivation and leftover exhaustion from the weekend.

Some days I really suck......and this is one of them.

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