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The Business of Life Chapter 33 – like snakes without the ladders

On the day we acquired the Metal Spinners group of companies (MSG)I drove the 100 miles to Newcastle to take control of our new acquisition after just two hours sleep.  Following months of tortuous negotiations that I swear would have sent a saint insane, we had completed the transaction at 4.00am that morning in our lawyers’ offices in Leeds.  Roger, Mark and I now owned (along with 3i, our equity partners) a specialist engineering business that had been formed in 1953.  Along with our nearest competitor, we were jointly the largest such firm in the UK.

Like snakes without the ladders

 Our business strategy, which had won us the backing of 3i & Allied Irish Bank, included not only growing the MSG business organically but buying up a number of our competitors, rationalising production and ultimately selling on the business.  However, that morning when we addressed the workforce in two mass meetings at our largest factories in Newcastle, we spoke only of our commitment to the business and of continuing investment.  Whilst Mark set about the process of ensuring that we had firm control of the company’s finances, Roger and I set off with Clifford (the previous owner) to meet some of the major customers.

 The meetings went well and Clifford was companionable and co-operative enough.  The following week I travelled with him again to meet more customers as Roger immersed himself in the production processes.  This time little inconsistencies began to emerge in Clifford’s accounts of a number of aspects of the business and it wasn’t long before Roger’s assessment on meeting him for the first time came back to me, “I wouldn’t trust him as far as I could throw him.”  Given Roger’s size advantage I was prepared to allow Clifford some latitude but doubts nagged at me when he became increasingly evasive over what should have been straightforward matters.  This evasive behaviour plus a word in Mark’s ear from the management accountant as he departed for a new life in Australia sent what had been merely niggling doubts into full blown alarm.

The more we dug into the company’s affairs the more our doubts rose until we had a dossier of concerns that we laid before our lawyers.  Their advice was that we had significant claims against the vendors plus a damaging potential problem with HMRC.  Warning letters from our lawyers were sent out that were initially ignored only eventually to result in a counter claim from the vendors.  Additionally, as the stakes rose and the acrimony mounted, towards the end of that first year Clifford demanded repayment of the loan notes he had issued as part of the sale and purchase agreement.  These loan notes (which gave Clifford the tax advantage of spreading part of the consideration over two years) had provided a large chunk of our working capital and were repayable on demand to Clifford.

Word was at the same time filtering back through the local business community that Clifford was claiming we had no idea how to run the company, would be forced into administration and he would buy the business back for a song.  Hearsay, yes.  But the demand for repayment of his loan notes could have been fatally damaging.  However, our business was performing extremely well and we had built something of a cash mountain by year end.  We repaid the first loan note, pushed on with the claims and over the next two years incurred huge legal bills in progressing our investigations and the claims.

The business was certainly performing well and Roger, Mark and I had settled into our respective roles.  Roger had his hands around his role of MD and his wealth of experience not only as an engineer but someone with immense knowledge of the steel and engineering sector worldwide was proving ever more valuable.  With complete agreement over strategy, I had immersed myself in two key tasks.  The first was ensuring we progressed our legal claims in the most effective manner.  The other was researching companies in our sector seeking out potential acquisition targets.  Other problems were growing though.

 “We need a word, “Roger said one day, closing my always open office door, “We’ve got a real problem with Mark.”  He then proceeded to spell out a litany of concerns he had over Mark’s ability and performance as financial director accompanied by hard-hitting evidence.  I was shocked.  I had seen Mark work tirelessly with me over the previous two years through one rejected bid after another.  I had been impressed with his understanding of corporate finance and his grasp of the wider aspects of business strategy.  I had seen Mark go through a particularly difficult period in the month prior to our acquisition when it looked increasingly like the transaction would be successfully completed.  His dilemma had been over timing of his resignation from his existing role as FD in a small Plc.  I had needed Mark full time from the very first day if we were successful and he would have to resign at least a month ahead of our scheduled competition.  In the event he had resigned but with a young family it had been a difficult decision to give up financial security.  I said I would speak with Mark.

 The process that took place over the next few weeks was far from easy.  I liked Mark, enjoyed his company, had been impressed by his financial judgement and knew his family well.  I felt committed to him for his support over the previous few years but the evidence that he was failing was overwhelming.  It was not a matter of experience, he certainly had that.  The problem appeared to be that he lacked many of the competencies required for the role.  I prepared for our meeting by reviewing the requirements for the role of finance director, covering every aspect of the role.  I shared our concerns with Mark and provided him with a copy of the list I had drawn up.  I suggested he took a week off to consider how he felt he matched the requirements of the role.  He agreed to do this.

A week later we met and I was saddened to hear from Mark that he accepted that he was deficient in most of the key competencies required for his role.  Nevertheless he felt he could improve.  What he was basically admitting was that he did not have the aptitude for the key aspects of his role.   Roger and I discussed the situation at length.  We were just a three man board.  Having recently acquired a large and demanding business, with a potentially crucial legal claim unresolved and with the tasks of reviewing and improving every aspect of the business, we could not afford to be carrying anyone.  With a vast amount of debt, external shareholders and financial backers, it was essential that the financial systems and processes and the man responsible were bombproof.  Quite apart from our considerable personal investments, we had to consider the wellbeing of over 150 employees, our customers and suppliers.

Parting company with Mark was another low point of my career.  But I believe that the process and timing of our approach enabled him to forge a career more suited to his undoubted skills and competencies before the situation degenerated into one infinitely more damaging to all concerned.  Certainly the relationship with our financial backers was going to be critical over the next few years and the role of FD would come under the spotlight on many occasions.  Luckily for all concerned, as a result of experience, our shareholders’ agreement made explicit provision for dealing with the transfer of equity in such circumstances.  Mark went on to forge a new career as a financial advisor, a role he was well equipped for.

Once more we were thrust into the task of finding a suitably skilled and experienced executive to join our team.  In the event the hunt was not a lengthy one and after a thorough process Malcolm joined us as FD and became a fellow shareholder.  Having worked with Roger in a previous business for many years, he was a known and able man who made a strong contribution to the business (although I do have to say he seemed to operate occasionally on a unique and personal time and priority system).  We were a team that would work well together.

Over the next year or so the process of updating both the fabric of the company, its systems, procedures and equipment gradually sorted out the able employees from the also-rans.  We were pleased to be able to support and enhance the roles of those who were skilled, loyal and committed but were not sorry to wave goodbye to a few who decided they couldn’t or wouldn’t change.

When we had acquired the company we had inherited well over 1,000 customers on our sales ledger.  Following a complete strategic review, including analysis of each and every one, we found the best margins were flowing from those customers for whom we produced the most demanding and technically difficult components.  These customers also had one other characteristic in common – they all produced a final product that absolutely must not fail during life.

This review enabled us to form a strategy of concentrating on identifying, reaching and influencing those potential customers in certain key industries with the most demanding needs.  This strategy led us into major investments in new plant, equipment and engineering techniques.   But it also gave us the security that when we converted such a critical and demanding customer to our process, there simply wasn’t another company that could replace us.  We were to suffer the agonies of our largest customer (a global giant) constantly trying to replace us as a way to drive prices down,  ultimately finding that no-one else in the world could do what we did.

As we were moving towards the end of our second year we had drawn a blank in trying to find a worthwhile competitor to acquire.  Exhaustive research and meetings with a number of the most promising firms had failed to reveal anything worth acquiring.  The picture was emerging of a sector of the engineering world that was continually fighting over the same narrow amount of business for components that were traditionally made using the process of spinning.  Furthermore, the only weapon in the armoury of these firms seemed to be price.  As a consequence almost none of them were making any worthwhile profits and they hadn’t been able to invest in new equipment or techniques.  In short, they were caught in a vicious downward spiral.

Our own newly confirmed strategy seemed to make more sense than ever.  Why fight the competitors in our own sector for commodity components where prices were terrible when there was business we could win from other processes?  Yes, it would be far harder but there had to be business out there we could take from other engineering processes where we could win on technical advantage.  The opportunities were global, the challenges were significant and Roger was itching to get stuck in.

 Meanwhile, events seemed to be conspiring against me once more.  Not only was Bridgestream looking decidedly sickly but another of my investments was beginning to show signs of terminal ill health.  And then an even worst piece of news struck just after that second Christmas that had appalling potential consequences.  Malcolm telephoned to let me know that Roger had been taken seriously ill.  Just how many problems could come at the same time?

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The Business of Life Chapter 32 – when death becomes inevitable

 When death becomes inevitableWith Richard gone I appointed Tim as MD, we started the hunt for a finance director and commenced the process of producing a new business plan for the next twelve months.  However, we quickly discovered that, such was the mess in the accounting systems, it was not possible to establish the true working capital position.  Our auditors hired us the services of an experienced accountant who quickly set about the process of investigating the current state of the company’s books.  The management accounts transpired to not be worth the paper they had been printed on deemed more like a work of fiction.  Worse, the VAT was overdue and the VAT accounts had not been reconciled for months; indeed it looked as if they never could be. Whatever vestiges of empathy I had for Richard quickly evaporated.

With a twelve month plan completed, Tim and I presented this to our finance company to plead for additional time.  We then visited every one of our key suppliers to explain the current situation and to present our plans.  Luckily, we gained the full support of everyone.  Tim proceeded to do a remarkable job as the new MD, working tirelessly to rally the whole team, whilst I started the process of seeking a new finance director. With the aid of 3i, we met and appointed a very experienced FD who quickly set about bringing the company’s books up to the required standard.  With the correct information guiding us and the whole team working effectively, sales and margins slowly started to improve.

By mid year (our second) we were trading profitably but cash remained as tight as ever.  Further close examination revealed that our finance company were slowly but surely reeling in their loan by reducing their advances against our invoices.  It was galling in an extreme to realise that, had we not suffered the actions of the vendor and his illicit cash strip, we would have been in a healthy cash position with no liquidity concerns.  However, with Offhand (the vendor) again doing a disappearing act at my latest attempt to arrange a dispute resolution meeting, it was clear that we were running out of time before we had to go to court.  Although we were sure of the odds of winning on our main claim (the cash strip), there was unfortunately (due to the poor state of the books before our purchase) a degree of uncertainty over the smaller claim.  With the prospect of enormous legal bills even if we won the main claim, it was clear that drastic action was needed.  My first foray into business ownership looked like it could hit the rocks.

With the business trading in two entirely separate markets, with two different product ranges, it was apparent that potentially we could package one half of the business and sell this to a competitor.  One of the product ranges had lower margins and poorer quality debtors but had potentially a higher strategic value to competition.  With a range of cautious estimates for a sale price, it became clear that the rump business, operating with lower overheads, could prosper even without the reducing invoice discounting facility.

I initiated a series of discrete discussions with our competition for the more saleable business.  Out of the calls I made, two produced meetings that showed interest and I progressed these.  Further discussions led me to believe that we could achieve a price at the upper end of our estimates.  Nevertheless, whilst we were now trading profitably, we were far from being out of the woods in terms of liquidity and in this uncertain situation we lacked the cash to pursue the legal action.  I drove the long way back home that week convinced we could make the plan work.

Given the somewhat vague legal definition of insolvency, I wanted to be sure that we were on safe ground selling off company assets and sought specialist advice from one of the big four accountancy firms.  It transpired that to be certain that we were seen to be acting in the best interests of all the creditors, we needed to advise them of our plans and gain their agreement.  As I was returning from that meeting I received a call from one of the two interested parties advising me that they were withdrawing.  This robbed me of the opportunity to have two parties bidding against each other but all you need is one willing purchaser; so, press on.  When I got back to the office I found that sales in the previous month had failed to reach our projection.  Immediately, the finance company reduced advances against our invoices still further.

Good news came at last in the form of an encouraging offer for the part of the business we had put up for sale.  We only now needed to gain the agreement of our creditors to a new overall plan, realise the sale at the agreed sum and we were home and dry.  With the sale achieved, we would be able to pay off all overdue creditors and finance court proceedings against Offhand.  We carefully revised our rolling twelve month business plan and Tim & I started the arduous task of again travelling the country to meet with our creditors.  We presented the full story including a fall back position (if the sale failed or we did not receive the full backing of all creditors) of having to place the business into administration.  In the event, we achieved 100% acceptance of our plan.  This proved to be of no avail.

The hammer blow came several days later, when I received a call from the CEO of the competitor that had made the offer; he had heard of the precarious state of the overall business and was withdrawing his offer.  It subsequently transpired that the credit control manager of our largest supplier (who had pledged full support to me face to face) had revealed our situation to our competitor.  We discussed the situation as a board but there was no way out.  With the working capital financing now almost depleted (and soon to disappear completely) and no way of raising further finance to continue trading and fight our legal case, we had run out of road.  That same day I appointed the accountancy firm I had met as administrators and arranged to meet them at the office the following morning.

The next day I was relieved of my duties as an employee and director.  Tim was kept on for a few weeks more whilst the administrators tried to sell the business as a going concern.  The part of the business we had originally received a healthy offer for went as an asset sale for a fraction of that which it was worth immediately prior to the administration.  I lost a great deal of money and the creditors never received a penny.  Our wonderful administrators then managed to string the process out for ten long years taking all of the money they raised in their own fees.

Against the backdrop of this sad and frustrating failure, I was by this time also heavily committed in what was to become an even longer running and equally challenging saga in the other 3i investment where I was now chairman and part owner.  Whilst up in Newcastle, the Metal spinners investment was also becoming more challenging by the day.  Was it all going to end in a disaster?

The Business of Life Chapter 31 – the gathering storm

Having successfully acquired the Metal Spinners group of companies I was elated But the glow of post-deal euphoria was destined to be short-lived.  As I started the process of taking control of the businesses with Roger and Mark problems in the other companies were bubbling to the surface.   I shall be returning to the MSG experiences in due course but, meanwhile, there are other tales to tell. The Business of Life chapter 31 - the gathering storm   

 The failure rate of new businesses is high with around one third disappearing within their first three years.  But once through this initial period the rate of attrition falls and many businesses survive to have a long life, weathering even the odd recession.  Business risk is omnipresent but there is one circumstance where the greatest risk arises and that is when a new owner takes control.  Research has shown that the majority of acquisitions work to the benefit of the vendor’s shareholders.  There are many reasons for this phenomenon, including inappropriate strategy and culture being introduced and sometimes sheer incompetence on the part of the new management.  But the greatest problem for even the best new incoming owners, despite the most exhaustive due diligence, is that they simply don’t know where the bodies are buried.

Introduced by 3i to become investing chairman for the acquisition of the Bridgestream business (not its real name), I had become the third member of the buy-in team.  The impression I came away with my initial meetings was that the team leader (we’ll call him Richard) was a great guy; originally a chartered accountant from one of the major firms and well experienced in business.  Richard was charming & urbane and we hit it off at once.  The other team member, Tim, struck me as a solid and dependable man who would make a great operations director for the business.  There was the added advantage that they had both worked together previously on another 3i investment.

Bridgestream was, at the time, a privately owned service based business with a large distribution arm for the products it used.  I reserved judgement until I could carry out my own due diligence.  The following week I visited, met the owner and had a chance to look over the main premises.  Being after office hours I wasn’t able to meet any of the staff or get a feel for the atmosphere of the business while it was operating (confidentially concerns on the part of the owner had precluded a visit during normal hours).  I came away thinking, the premises are old, they had a neglected feel and I didn’t take to the owner (I’ll call him Offhand).

However, when I reported back to Mark T at 3i it seemed we shared the same view.  The business was not a particularly exciting one but the plan the team had tabled seemed realistic and we both shared a very favourable opinion of Richard.   Furthermore, it seemed that he came with a tremendous recommendation from the references that had been taken.  We agreed it would be a goer given a ceiling on the purchase price, a satisfactory funding package plus my role as chairman and the experience I could bring to the team.

Richard, Tim and I worked on a detailed reworking of the business plan whilst we awaited the financial due diligence from KPMG.  A series of meetings with banks and factoring companies resulted in finalisation of the funding package and my individual equity investment was settled.  I was surprised to learn just how large a cash stake Richard and Tim were putting up.  They had originally planned to complete the transaction without external equity participation but suffered when, being unable to finance the deal on that basis, they had revealed to 3i just how much they could scrape together (and that was then set in concrete).  The final element of the funding package was an element of vendor finance in the form of a deferred element of the total consideration.  The vendor haggled but finally conceded.

Shortly before completion, we met to receive the financial due diligence report.  There was good and bad news.  Whilst the overall level of company performance was confirmed, it seemed that the financial systems were not particularly robust.  There were two associated companies, only one of which we were purchasing (the distribution arm), the vendor retaining the service business.  The concern was that the accounting systems couldn’t be relied upon to always delineate between the two companies.  Richard undertook to work with the vendor to review the systems and finalise a working capital level for completion, which would then be guaranteed.

Negotiations over the sale and purchase agreement dragged on but we finally completed the transaction with everyone happy.  We were the new owners of Bridgestream (along with our VC equity partners 3i) of a distribution business with eight branches around the UK and two separate operating divisions.  For myself, I had made my first private equity investment.  However, even as we sipped our champagne and accepted the congratulations of our advisers, the storm clouds were gathering.

With the glow of success (or it might have been champagne) still infusing our faces the following morning, we took control of the business and set about reviewing our new company.  Bridgestream traded from eight warehouses across the Midlands and Southern England, supplying a wide range of chemical and consumable products into two discrete industrial markets.  The business was trading profitably (albeit on narrow margins) but had high overheads in terms of both premises and staff.  Our business plan included achieving major savings by consolidating down onto a single site; this would also have the advantage of operating with reduced inventory whilst improving customer service.  During the remainder of the first week, I visited most of the sites, which served to confirm the urgency of the plan.

The first bombshell came with my return to the office to find an extremely concerned looking Richard in his office with the management accountant.  “ We’ve been screwed.” Richard announced to me.  In contravention of the terms of the sale and purchase agreement the vendor had cancelled all of the previous month’s payments to creditors.  The effect of this was to deprive Bridgestream of the major portion of the working capital we had relied upon.  I agreed with Richard that an overhaul of the accounting systems was vital if we were to have accurate information.

The situation was compounded when we also discovered a few days later that in settling an intercompany debt pre-completion between Bridgestream and its sister company (remaining with Offhand), a large over-payment had been made.  The net effect was now a hole in our working capital of well over half a million pounds.  This was a situation that moved us from being seriously injured to virtually crippled.  Richard quickly spoke to Offhand who made soothing noises over the matter and promised to look into the situation.  We hastily re-ran our cashflow projections and calculated that, with changes to our payment terms and some savings we could make we might survive; but we needed that cash.  Now.  The next call was to our lawyers.

Despite many calls to Offhand, no payment was forthcoming, so on our lawyers’ advice, we instituted proceedings against him for breach of contract.  Offhand’s reaction was to issue a counterclaim claiming repayment of the deferred consideration.  As the months dragged on I attempted to engage Offhand in an Alternative Dispute Resolution (ADR) process but despite agreeing he never showed up for a meeting.  One of our managers still in contact with Offhand reported that he had no intention of paying as he believed we couldn’t afford the legal costs to win our action.  The legal processes rolled on and our costs duly rose.

Meanwhile, the cash situation was not improving.  We were surviving but barely and the prospects of a new loan to compensate were zero.  Towards the end of that first year, the directors all agreed to reduced salaries.  Richard had previously agreed to replace the management accountant (we had acquired with the business) as he was, in Richard’s own opinion, simply not up to the job.  The months dragged on but no change took place, Richard always having one excuse after another to delay making a change.  It also became apparent that our invoice financing company were reducing their advances to us, having the effect of stressing our finances still further.  A meeting with their management revealed their concerns over the credit worthiness of many of our customers.  Richard promised a major drive to improve debt collection.

Richard had started giving me growing cause for concern over this period.  He was increasingly absent from the office, ostensibly improving sales but instead he frequently met with one ‘snake oil salesman’ after another and came back full of his latest ideas for additional (and wholly inappropriate) new product lines.   The monthly accounts were increasingly late for our board meetings and appeared to be showing profits whilst we were bleeding cash.  After another board meeting when we were again without full accounts, I called off the meeting and met alone with Richard.  What followed were, hopefully, the most difficult couple of hours of his life.  I covered all of his shortcomings, his continued failings to take corrective action despite commitments, inappropriate sense of priorities and his duties as a director and informed him I required a programme of specific actions over the next month (through to our first year end).

Over the next couple of months we set about the site consolidation process.  We finally found suitable premises, close to the centre of the country and the motorway network and, after careful planning on Tim’s part, we made the move over one hectic, weekend.  The long awaited reduction in stock levels finally started showing benefits and along with the staffing reductions our overheads would come down (after the effects of the redundancy payments had fed through).

Yet another turn of the screw came when the financing company rewarded our stock reduction programme with a corresponding reduction in their advance.  The promised sales improvement failed to materialise and combined with our reduction in stock financing we were seeing no improvement in cashflow.  Richard was pleading the need to concentrate on finalising our year end accounts (which we were under pressure to produce) and had still not replaced the management accountant (saying now that he had great loyalty).  I was forced to give him additional time to achieve the commitments he had made to me.  Richard shortly afterwards produced management accounts showing a break-even position at the year end.  He also promised that the cash situation would quickly improve and that, now the move was complete, we would see real benefits.

Some weeks later my mobile rang with a devastating call from our major supplier.  I learnt in a very difficult conversation that Richard had reneged on a previously agreed payment schedule and was now avoiding calls.  He informed me that all confidence in Richard was exhausted and was going to close the account.  I promised immediate attention to the issue and asked, on my personal surety, for additional time to resolve matters.  By this time I had also gone many months without payment of salary and other business expenses I had incurred.  The following day I was due to meet with Richard and Tim at KPMG’s offices for the audit meeting, so I decided to delay any conversation until we could meet face to face.

The information from our audit partner was worse than I could have imagined.  The year-end break-even result Richard had reported (critical to the continued support of our financing company) was in fact a very large loss.  Furthermore, we were informed that the firm had never seen an accounting system in such a mess.  Richard bumbled on making a series of ludicrous excuses whilst I sat and tried to configure a plan.  The first step had to be to remove Richard; not only was he past the point at which he could recover any credibility, it was clear that he was utterly incompetent.  I made suitable excuses and left to start moving things forward.

 My first action was to meet with our VC partner to bring him up to speed and gain his agreement to the action I was proposing.  I then had a meeting with our lawyers to review the terms of Richard’s contract.  They agreed that the situation constituted a serious enough breech of his duties to warrant dismissal without compensation.  That left the issue of Richard’s equity, which was literally under water and without value.  Under the terms of his contract if he left the company he was required to sell the equity back to the company at an agreed valuation.  In an act of generosity I set a valuation at a nominal sum.  I called Richard and set up an extraordinary board meeting for a couple of day’s time.

What followed was the hardest task I have ever had to undertake in business.  It had fallen to me to fire more than a few people in my time but to take away someone’s dreams and their life’s savings at the same time was not something to relish.  In the event a usually verbose Richard was stunned into silence save for a few monosyllabic replies.  I escorted him whilst he cleared his office and saw him off the premises.  Later that night he returned blind drunk and hurled two pallets through the front office windows.  The exercise of power can be a sobering experience.

Could we save the business?  

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The Business of Life Chapter 30 – trust and integrity

With two management buy-ins (MBI) completed plus appointment as non-executive chairman of two other firms, it could reasonably be argued that I was more than fully occupied.  However, the two MBIs were not deals that I had initiated and I had only a minority equity stake in each.  So, my goal remained that of acquiring a substantial engineering business as head of my own MBI team.  Things were looking up with a heads of agreement signed and a period of exclusivity guaranteed to acquire the Metal Spinners group (MSG) of companies based in Newcastle upon Tyne.The Business of Life - Trust & Integrity

Mark and I set about the process of refining our business plan for the acquisition.  We now had a complete team of advisors with Phil and Ian (one of his senior managers) at KPMG providing corporate finance advice and Jonathan a partner at Pinsent Curtis on the legal side.  Paul and Mark T at 3i were working with us to ensure we could complete this transaction (following our three previous failures where we had been heavily outbid) and add another investment to their portfolio.

The original MSG company in Newcastle had been formed in 1953 by Clifford’s father and had grown steadily, supported by continuous investment in equipment from the leading German manufacturer of the CNC spinning lathes the business used.  This continuous investment had enabled the business to constantly expand its range of capabilities.  With its low level of exports and the possibility of offering solutions to a range of different industries I was excited by the development possibilities MSG offered.  I made time to visit the various Metal Spinners companies in Newcastle, Manchester and Birmingham to carry out a detailed review of the facilities.  There were five factories spread over these locations with a total production area in excess of 150,000 sq ft.  Whilst the range of equipment was of high quality it was clear that all of these factories were old.

Clifford was a curious character; slight of build and height he may have been but he seemed to posses a vitality that spoke of commitment to the business he had inherited.  The only other working shareholder was Mike, the finance director who had been with the company for many years.  I felt that I had established a good relationship with Clifford and this impression was reinforced when I called on one occasion to confirm a further meeting when he invited me to stay at his house the evening before.  Following a very pleasant dinner at a local hotel we retired back to what I discovered was Clifford’s holiday house (some 35 miles north of Newcastle) where a bottle of fine cognac settled us into a conversation that lasted long into the night.  Clifford, perhaps lubricated by the cognac, talked at great length of his life and his family. The following day the meeting went well and I drove back to Yorkshire convinced that our relationship was stronger than ever and that the deal was really going to happen.

A day later Mark T called me, “What on earth went on at your meeting? he enquired. “Clifford just called me to say that he can’t trust you and the deal is off!”  I was stunned.  Going back in my mind over the entire period we had been together I could recall nothing that I had said or implied that could have given Clifford any cause for concern.  In fact, during the entire time we had spent over dinner and back at his house that evening I had merely been an attentive listener to Clifford pouring his heart out over many very personal issues.  It made no sense and I called Clifford who finally agreed to meet me.

Seated together in a hotel just off the A1 a few days later, I attempted to get Clifford to share whatever concerns he felt he had with me.  His demeanour had changed significantly and he was evasive and imprecise speaking only in the vaguest of terms concerning his new-found lack of trust in me.  “OK,” I responded ” then I will call the acquisition off.  If you have no trust in me, and I really don’t know why, then there is absolutely no basis for trying to complete what will be the biggest transaction either of us has ever entered into.  If you do wish to complete the deal then I must know that you have no reason to mistrust me.”  Clifford stared away in the distance for what seemed an age and I could almost see the mechanics of his brain working.  Finally he turned to me and said he would withdraw the comment; no further explanation was offered.

This was the second time in a few years that someone very important to me in business had poured out the most intimate details of their personal life to me only subsequently to turn on me without warning.  I could only assume that both Swaanen  and now Clifford had, upon reflection, felt that they had let their guard down, revealed too much, felt weakened and decided to get their defence in first.

It was increasingly clear that I needed to supplement our team with the addition of an experienced engineer who would be destined to become managing director upon completion.  I started a process of trawling through contacts offered by our various advisers and other contacts.  With the deal community in full flow in 1997 (and destined to reach a peak of buy-in / buyout activity in 1999) and the business world still shedding senior executives, there was no apparent shortage of candidates to join our MBI team.  But when I had completed my essential selection criteria the list got very much shorter.  Finally, following many fruitless meetings and interviews, as a result of a 3i introduction, I met a seemingly perfect candidate I’ll call Pete.   Mark and Mark T both agreed and our team was complete.

My business life had become increasingly frenetic but was still hugely enjoyable with every day bringing fresh challenges (that I shall return to later).  So, it was with a mixture of surprise and regret that I faced the fresh question from Mark T “How much time are you intending to spend on the MSG business if we succeed in this acquisition?”  Given that three of the roles I held were as a result of their introductions, I was a little annoyed at the inference that I wouldn’t be able to cope.  I reasoned to him that with our new team member in place as MD designate all would be well in future.  It was clear from his reaction, however, that all was not well now and something had to give to maintain their support for the MSG deal.

The previous year I had agreed to become non-executive chairman of Jerrard Bros.  Working closely together we had refocused the business and the management team and profits had increased.  However, Steve the major shareholder (and son of one of the founders) was becoming increasingly visible as the major problem.  Previously unhappy in his role of MD and wishing to be freed from the demands of people management he had expressed a strong desire to simply concentrate on product design.  So, we had reshuffled and recruited and once again events were proving Steve to be the problem; his one responsibility, a new product, was woefully behind schedule and he was blaming everyone else.  With 3i’s implicit message that something had to give ringing in my ears, and knowing that the company was 90% owned by Steve, it was his train set and I knew that I was flogging a dead horse.  I resigned at the next board meeting.

The next few months brought fresh frustrations and challenges not least of which was a growing concern over Pete.  Despite his qualifications and experience I was becoming concerned at how little he was contributing to the process.  Mark and I were working every conceivable hour to pull the ever increasing stream of due diligence information into our business plan and I called a meeting to review the latest iteration face to face.  Pete contributed nothing, instead spending the entire time attempting to massage a previously agreed package higher.  When he returned to ‘needing’ a Jaguar XJ6 once more, Mark and I looked at it each other and I decided it wasn’t going to work.  Pete was dropped.

Now some three weeks before a scheduled completion date, I had no managing director candidate on the team.  I had agreed with 3i that my role would be that of executive chairman spending a minimum of two weeks a month in the company but that was predicated on my having a full time MD in place.  Without an engineer as MD, it was simply not going to work.  I called Mark T and Phil and let them know what had happened in my best low key manner and assured them a replacement was no problem.   Except that it was a major one.  I saw more candidates but no-one was even close to being right.  Apart from the big company experience I wanted someone who would be at home in a hands-on role in a medium sized company.  No luck and time was running out.

The results of the KPMG financial due diligence were due and two weeks before scheduled completion I travelled to their Newcastle offices to receive the briefing.  All had gone well with their investigation and as I was leaving one of the local managers put his foot against the door of the lift to prevent it closing, “Are you still looking for an MD?” he enquired, “I played golf with a great guy yesterday whose also trying to do an MBI.”

When I met Roger two days later in the 3i offices in Leeds we found we had a very much aligned view of business.  A highly qualified and experienced engineer, his CV showed everything I was looking for and he was happy to join the team on what looked like a done deal.  After a brief meeting with Mark T, we shook hands on what we both hoped would be a mutually rewarding relationship.

The next couple of weeks flew by in a whirl of constant meetings to review the legal due diligence, environmental surveys, the latest version of our financial projections, obtain bank finance and to discuss the equity split with 3i.  This latter aspect gave rise to a ‘blood on the walls’ dispute with me fighting unsuccessfully for the team to retain more than 50%.  In the end I had no alternative but to settle for just less than this figure but I did manage to win some other very useful concessions.  In the last week there had also been a very frustrating meeting in the office of MSG’s lawyers in Newcastle.  Very late in the evening with a couple of key issues still to be resolved, the main partner stood and declared he was going home!

Finally, the morning of the day for the completion meeting found Roger, Mark and I gathered in the offices of Pinsent Curtis in Leeds.  Most of the day wore on with little happening initially.  Allied Irish, our debt funders, arrived during the day in  the company of a supercilious lawyer to agree the finer points of the banking agreement.  I won nothing from that negotiation.  Clifford and Mike arrived late afternoon and were shown into a separate room along the corridor.  It was only at this late hour that we got to see the disclosure letter they had brought, raising fresh queries over the warranties we required. The pace quickened with what seemed like a fair impression of shuttle diplomacy as lawyers from both sides hurried back and forth attempting to resolve one query or another.

Despite the seven months of painstaking work it had taken to get matters to this point fresh information seemed to be arising in a flood.  Newly discovered potential problems required perhaps a provision against the price we were paying with an amount held in escrow or a deduction in the price.  Each of these problems required a delicate negotiation with, by now, manifest mistrust between the parties. The evening wore on with a painfully slow resolution of one issue after another.  Then, at one o’clock in the morning, Clifford and Mike walked out and disappeared somewhere into night-time Leeds, pausing only to inform their lawyers that they had had enough and might be back or not.

Almost the last issue we had on the table at this point was our requirement for a deduction to cover repairs to the roof at the Manchester factory, something that had only come to light in the last day or so with a surveyors report.  The sum involved though relatively minor may well have been the last straw.  All we could do was sit and wait to see if they would return.  Time ticked by and then two extraordinary events took place, which to this day illustrate to me integrity and honesty and what happens when it is lacking.

Quietly sitting on my own in a corner of the maze-like, old building, trying to relax and remain positive while hoping that all these months of work for everyone had not been in vain, Jonathan the head of our legal team sat beside me.  “Look, don’t worry,” he said quietly and very precisely, “if there are any issues still remaining we can get these sorted out later.  The key thing is to get the agreement signed tonight.”  I couldn’t belief my ears.  I had gained enough experience to know that problems in legal agreements only got worse with time and involved huge additional fees.  I waved him away.

Some time later, Ian from KPMG, also sought me out, solicitously enquired how I was holding up and then counselled “Look, if everything isn’t right to your absolute satisfaction, walk away now.  They’ll be other deals but for God’s sake don’t sign an agreement you’ll live to regret.”  I looked up at him and could only nod and squeeze his shoulder.  KPMG in the shape of Phil, Ian and their whole corporate finance team had put a simply massive number of hours on the clock on my behalf and if this deal fell through they stood to wave goodbye to fees well into six figures (and probably very healthy personal bonuses).  Absolute integrity demonstrated.

Seeking out Roger and Mark I brought them up to date on the two conversations and asked their opinions.  The response was immediate and unanimous; get it right or we walk away.  Mark T was in agreement; he’d seen the results of too many bad agreements.  Shortly after Clifford and Mike reappeared and disappeared with their lawyers into their meeting room.

A few minutes later and the remaining issues were resolved (at least to our satisfaction).  We were then ushered into the main board room where a sea of documents was laid out for our signatures.  The formalities completed, champagne was poured, backs were slapped, thanks exchanged and words I cannot remember were uttered.  It was 4.00am on the morning of the 8th July 1997 and I had (with a simply huge amount of debt and VC finance) become the owner of a substantial engineering firm that was a leader in its sector.  I later learnt that our deal was one of only 54 MBI deals completed in the UK that year.  Not bad for a lad who’d left school at fifteen with no qualifications.

I crawled into bed at 5.00am, rose again two hours later and drove the 100 miles to Newcastle to take control of our business.  Life was about to get more complicated than I could ever have imagined.