I declare an interest. I worked for Heron Suzuki for 14 years and I knew Gerald Ronson (always known as GMR). But I haven't seen him for 15 years so I also declare some independence of thought and opinion. I owe him nothing but admiration; he owes me nothing at all.
Leading from the Front is an apt title for Gerald Ronson's autobiography whose own incredible work ethics became merely the aspirations of his managers. He worked tirelessly with his city business associates and yet also found the time to regularly visit his companies where he shook his managers' hands and recalled their names whilst snarling the odd criticism. You knew where you stood with Gerald Ronson; he didn't mince his words and had the gift of the subtle targeted riposte. He'd show interest in your work and your achievements. When he praised you it was brilliant. When he said nothing he was happy. When he asked you a question? Well Ronson was the master of asking you just one. The question you least wanted ANYONE - let alone the Chairman - to ask. Yet beneath all this, lurks a subtle yet wicked sense of humour.
This book is a detailed account of Gerald Ronsons public and private life; where he came from, his hatred of school and leaving before he was even fifteen years old. It includes a frank (some may say opinionated - but it's HIS biography) account of his business dealings. It's all here, from the time he managed his first factory building project at the age of seventeen, through creating the world's first self-service petrol station in 1966, to building the Heron Tower in the City of London in 2009. He describes how he met his wife (now Dame Gail), why her parents didn't attend their wedding and her solid support through his life's tumbles and turns. He is clearly a family man too doting on his four daughters.
This book was not written by Jeffrey Robinson and rubber-stamped by GMR; Gerald Ronson definitely wrote his own biography. He may not have typed it out or edited it - he dislikes technology - "I'm not interested in computers. I don't need one. My pen works. I can write things down...I don't have a Blackberry, blueberry, or whatever those things are called, because I'm not interested in them either." But he sure as hell spoke the words in his book. Anyone who has ever met him will confirm his unique no-nonsense style of talking where a message hangs on his every word. So there's no padding in his talk nor in his book.
"My word is my bond," he says. "Not everybody plays by that rule... When I give my word, my reputation is at stake and, for me, reputation is all-important." This is GMR's foundation value. When he shakes a hand on a deal, people know he won't renege.
Ronson paints his story on a huge canvas as he travels the world seeking business opportunities. He turns his passion for boats into a business, even selling a yacht to Colonel Gaddafi when he was still a pariah. And yet GMR has a soft spot. In 1967, he founded his own charity, the Ronson Foundation to benefit his own Community and many other deserving causes. He has since then poured millions into it.
This book's style is completely different from all the other business biographies I've read mainly because as he does in person, GMR calls a spade a spade in his book. Moreover, he explains why. He doesn't duck the Guinness affair with which everyone associates him. He puts forward his side of the action and spares no blushes when describing his adversaries and his time at Ford Open Prison.
GMR clearly had no hang-ups or taboos about what to put into his book. Nothing seems off-limits. For example, GMR recalls a remarkable psychic experience that could have been lifted from the pages of "The Da Vinci Code". Whilst awaiting sentence in a Southwark Crown Court cell, an unknown black-robed rabbi managed to persuade the guards - against all the rules - to allow him to visit GMR. Reluctantly GMR met the rabbi and together they said morning prayers and laid tefillin (a Jewish ritual). "I told him, `I'm not into this Orthodox religious business. I'm a middle-of-the-road Jew...I'm not someone who grasps at straws...I'm not very good at this.'" Afterwards, "I suddenly felt a jolt through my body...I suddenly felt strong. And as long as I live, I will never forget that feeling."
So picture this. Gerald Ronson - this irreligious, tough, feet-on-the-ground, city figure with a massive personality - is big enough to reveal that thereafter he prayed daily in the room he shared with two other inmates at Ford Open Prison. When Ernest Saunders, the Guinness Chairman he despised for the lies that had put him in jail later came into the same room asking Ronson's advice on how to shorten his own five year jail sentence, GMR told him (as another reviewer mentions):
"If you made out that you've got Alzheimer's, nobody could ever prove it, because if they looked inside your head, what are they going to find? .... It wouldn't be difficult for you, because, besides being a psychotic liar, you are mentally deranged." Oh yes, he doesn't mince his words.
Leading from the Front exudes everything that has made Gerald Ronson what he is; a perfect example of a self-effacing, hard-working, honourable businessmen. Would you like his money and material possessions? Sure you would. But you wouldn't want his lifestyle; his self-imposed workload and his financial risks. That's why GMR is unique. And the business lessons and detailed examples that leap from every page are the reasons why this book deserves to be read by every aspiring young entrepreneur the world over.
Leading from the Front is a compulsive, must-read book that I just couldn't put down.