We’ve been listening, laughing and losing it over your stories all Summer, but not all stories are narrated equally. Some storytellers left us captivated by their universal tales, and we wanted to meet them. So we did.
When Elis managed to score festival tickets for him and his pals he knew instantly that they might have a problem sticking together (unless they forgot the wet wipes).
The only thing they’d want to do in tandem for five days straight is collectively avoid the toilets, however, they all happen to worship our most Summery brew, Sun God… what they needed was a sign or, in lieu of divine intervention, a flag would do fine.
They decided that ONLY the Beavertown logo, soaring high above the crowds, would draw all eight Welshmen together like a tractor beam, so they set about designing something they could all salute. Alas, what they got was a doodle that made Elis’ GCSE Art certificate look sketchy. When they reached out to see if we could help, we were more than happy to oblige… not least because we were concerned what Elis had drawn might frighten low flying birds.
As they set off from the car park hauling 30+ cans of Sun God (pity is a powerful feeling), they soon found they were the ones who were flagging, which is when they realised…they forgot the flag(!).
We’re fine, really. Did that design take us six hours? Sure. Would we call out our own customers in a blog post? Like we said it’s fine!
