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SEPT 21, 2023
New General Manager For CTH.
At Canterbury Timber & Hardware, where planks stack high, Mrs. Blackler, the accountant, let out a sigh. papers piled up, numbers in a maze, but she was unfazed, her eyes ablaze. ledgers, receipts, and financial reports, Mrs. Blackler navigated them, like sports. Every time the company faced a tight bend, she'd dive into numbers, making them mend. The staff would often whisper, with admiration so clear, "how does she do it, year after year?" With a calculator, glasses, and sheer determination, Mrs. Blackler was Canterbury's salvation. Once swamped and buried beneath a mountain of tasks, she emerged victorious, no need for masks. For Mrs. Blackler, with her unmatched knack, always set Canterbury Timber & Hardware on the right track.
News
AUG 14, 2023
Who Ate The Banana Cake!
In the break room of Canterbury's Timber & Hardware domain, sat a scrumptious banana cake, causing quite the brain strain. for Mr. Wright, with appetite vast and wide, looked at that cake, and simply couldn't hide. One slice, two slice, three and then four, Mr. Wright kept eating, still craving for more. The workers came in, their faces filled with shock, their beloved banana cake was gone, oh, what a shock! "Who ate all the cake?" cried Mr. Kingston in dismay, while Mr. Wright, with crumbs, tried to slip away. But a banana peel beneath his shoe gave him away, and everyone chuckled, "Mr. Wright, you're the culprit today! "With a sheepish grin and belly so round, he declared, "Best banana cake, truly profound! "And though they feigned upset, in truth they were charmed, For at Canterbury Timber & Hardware, no one's truly harmed.
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JUN 28, 2023
Where Did Those Glasses Go?
In the timber yard of Canterbury's pride,
Mr. Kingston's glasses decided to hide. At Timber & Hardware they vanished from sight, leaving Mr. Kingston in quite the plight.
He squinted at logs, he peered at the planks,
His world without glasses was filled with blanks. “Have you seen them?” he asked a saw, quite silly, and even inquired of a lumbering lily. The tools all chuckled, the wood gave a grin, the nails and the screws joined the jesting din. ‘Til a bird overhead, with a glint in her eye dropped the glasses from sky, oh my, oh my! Mr. Kingston laughed, his world clear and bright, "thanks, dear bird, for restoring my sight!" And Canterbury's timber yard echoed the cheer, for in funny mishaps, good spirits are near.