Why it is called MeNext
In 1988 I was decorating the Norwegian Embassy for a construction company. They made me redundant six months short of the clause that would have paid me properly. I had two young children.
The embassy caretaker had noticed something that company had not: the man actually doing the work on that building was me. When the embassy let the company go, they handed me the rest of the job direct.
Eighteen months later the company came back and offered me a choice — walk away and forfeit what I was owed, or stay on less money. I refused both and went out on my own.
From that day to this, the work has come by word of mouth. One person who paid attention became a career.
That was thirty-eight years ago. I have never needed to advertise, and this page is the first time I have written any of it down.