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Mais il le pouvait, et il le fit. Je renvoyais la pipe et ce fut bientôt rectifié. Lorsque je reçus la pipe pour la seconde fois, les reliefs rougeâtres irradiaient de la tête- mais comment fumerait-elle?  Le fait que la Compagnie des pipes Ashton, née en 1983, soit actuellement dans sa dix-huitième année suffit à répondre à cette question.
Mais il le pouvait, et il le fit. Je renvoyais la pipe et ce fut bientôt rectifié. Lorsque je reçus la pipe pour la seconde fois, les reliefs rougeâtres irradiaient de la tête- mais comment fumerait-elle?  Le fait que la Compagnie des pipes Ashton, née en 1983, soit actuellement dans sa dix-huitième année suffit à répondre à cette question.


That first year Bill made only 31 Ashton pipes. Something would have to change if we were to make an impact on the U.S. pipe market. I made the trip to London in January 1984 so Bill and I could discuss his future in the business. Should he go on his own or stay securely employed? A really difficult decision, this- as there was Irene, Bill’s wife, and two small children to consider, let alone a newly acquired mortgage. I wish to impart to you all that it is a very frightening thing to have another person trust you so much that he will leave his job on your word that you can sell his product. But that is what happened; Bill placed himself in my hands. And we’re both still around. HOORAY!
La première année Bill fabriqua seulement 31 pipes Ashton. Il fallait changer quelque chose si nous voulions avoir un impact sur le marché de la pipe des Etats-Unis. J’allais à Londres en janvier 1984 pour que Bill et moi puissions discuter de son avenir dans l’affaire. Devait-il voler de ses propres ailes, où conserver la sécurité de son emploi actuel ? Une décision vraiment difficile, car il y avait Irène, l’épouse de Bill, et deux jeunes enfants à prendre en compte, sans parler d’un crédit immobilier récent. Je tiens à vous faire comprendre que c’est quelque chose de très effrayant de penser qu’une autre personne vous fait tellement confiance qu’il est prêt à quitter son boulot sur votre simple engagement de vendre sa production. Mais c’est ce qui est arrivé. Bill s'est remis entre mes mains. Et nous sommes toujours là tous les deux. HOURRAH!


After handing in his notice and going on his own in 1984 Bill needed more capital. For one, he needed a damn good sandblaster as he had been having that work done elsewhere. Both of us had envisaged hands-on sandblasting as essential to the brand, and so it had to be. In Spring 1984, after Bill had done some preliminary research, I came over and off we went to a specialist in sandblasting machines. Bill brought some bowls and showed them to our assigned rep as to how he’d be using the machine. “No problem, guv.” And the guy leads us to this little dinky machine. “I don’t think this’ll do.” says Bill. And sure enough- it didn’t. Bill worked at the machine for ten minutes with no visible effect on the pipe bowl, and so we went through machine after machine, going up in size and capacity all the time until we came to the second largest in the range. Hands go into huge rubber gloves, gloved hands are pushed into slots in a giant cabinet, pipe bowl is held directly under the sand jet, foot hits the compressor treadle… and the shank of the bowl is totally blasted away in a split second. “Now that is a lovely sandblaster” says Bill. Deal done.
After handing in his notice and going on his own in 1984 Bill needed more capital. For one, he needed a damn good sandblaster as he had been having that work done elsewhere. Both of us had envisaged hands-on sandblasting as essential to the brand, and so it had to be. In Spring 1984, after Bill had done some preliminary research, I came over and off we went to a specialist in sandblasting machines. Bill brought some bowls and showed them to our assigned rep as to how he’d be using the machine. “No problem, guv.” And the guy leads us to this little dinky machine. “I don’t think this’ll do.” says Bill. And sure enough- it didn’t. Bill worked at the machine for ten minutes with no visible effect on the pipe bowl, and so we went through machine after machine, going up in size and capacity all the time until we came to the second largest in the range. Hands go into huge rubber gloves, gloved hands are pushed into slots in a giant cabinet, pipe bowl is held directly under the sand jet, foot hits the compressor treadle… and the shank of the bowl is totally blasted away in a split second. “Now that is a lovely sandblaster” says Bill. Deal done.

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