I used to work for a scandinavian company, fully industrialised with fingers in every pie. Car, aeroplace, ship building, army tanks and the rest. The division I worked for did not have this nice background – in fact I worked for the side involved in precision weighing. I joined the team just as they moved out of an suberb of greater London – to a small home counties town and we rented space in various offices to start with . Whenever the scandinavian directors came over for board meetings – always in early December, to allow their very lovely lady wives to shop at a certain huge store in Knightsbridge . . . . we would have to hire offices to host the meetings. We would enjoy all the benefits of a super swish environment with every modern convenience, but without having to maintain it all. The expenses were met from the company funds and it was divine luxury.