Moving On From Grape

Since I was a teenager I always dreamed of running my own company and on the 11th October 2011 Rachel Barton and I formed We Are Grape together. These past 5+ years have been an incredible ride and the most valuable learning experience of my life. Starting out working from our ‘office’, a.k.a. our front rooms and the lobby of the Hoxton Hotel (it’s amazing how slowly you can drink one cup of tea when there’s free wifi!), I don’t think I could have imagined quite how proud I would become of the business Grape has become.

But one of the most important lessons I learned at Grape, is that when you reach a goal, don’t sit on your laurels; set yourself fresh targets. At the start of last year I realised it was time for me to set my sights on the next challenge.; to help At the same time the American half of my heritage (courtesy of my New Jersey father) started to call out to me; my lifelong desire to live in the US was becoming an itch I really needed to scratch.

Although Trump has acted as a pretty good antihistamine cream, the itch hasn’t gone away, so on March 21st my wife Miffy & I fly for America. To facilitate this move, on Thursday 16th Feb I officially stepped down as a director of We Are Grape Ltd and Rachel took over as the sole owner and director of the company. I have no doubt whatsoever that Grape will continue to grow and develop into an even bigger and more exciting company over the coming years, thanks to the strong, dedicated team there.

I’ll keep working towards the next goal once I get to the US, but I’m going to take a short break first. We are going to be taking a 3–4 month sabbatical when we we first arrive to take a road trip across the US, from the east coast to the west, and back again. One more life-long dream that I can tick off the list.

My time at Grape has been a lot of fun and I’m grateful for all the friends I’ve made, so thank you to everyone who was part of that. And whether we end up just in the US for a short time, or living permanently in Philadelphia, LA or even Kalamazoo, Michigan, it would be great to meet up for a beer if you ever find yourselves in the neighbourhood.

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