Words, words, words

“Words, words, words: I’m so sick of words” sang Eliza Doolittle in My Fair Lady, the musical version of George Bernard Shaw’s immortal classic, Pygmalion.

At Quo Vadis, we certainly experience “words, words, words” – lots of them. But unlike Eliza, we’re definitely not sick of them.

In fact, we think our writing is one of the things we’re pretty good at. Whether it’s about concrete, corruption or Caruso, we write it in a way that makes you want to read it.

And if you think you can reverse backwards, creep slowly, or even fall down, then you need our editing skills.

PS. We’re a bit old fashioned about using correct grammar and spelling, but, other than that, we keep up with the times.