For those of you that have followed my journey I thought I should share some recent thoughts. You guys have followed me through some good and some very hard times until we found ourselves here at the Plough hey if nothing else then it’s been a hell of a ride!
So now that we are here, in this broken old pub on my beloved island, what does it all mean? Well it’s hard work but you know that, you know that I awake in pain every day and that sometimes just serving a drink can be excruciating but that’s just part of the challenge. You know that the hours are insane and that I am constantly concerned at the risk and feeling guilty for not getting more done more quickly. You know that this is the most demanding job that I have ever had, and I have had some demanding jobs.
You appreciate that front of house, where I spend all of my time, is the polar opposite of my comfort zone. You know that the chaos, disorder and sheer unpredictability of the pub should drive me insane. So what is it actually like? being here when the doors close, when the lights go off and the old lady goes to sleep?
Well I am insanely proud for a start. I love the Plough, she is more than home she is a piece of history that you challenge at your own risk. She is family, albeit the slightly crazy aunt in the corner, we don’t introduce her you either love her or….. well you will love her, of course you will because everyone does. Despite the rough days, the quiet sessions and the shear scale of the task ahead I still grin like an idiot when I speak to people about ‘my pub’ or when I close up and look back on the property that I am responsible for. There is many a night that I walk around the pub before going to bed and genuinely have to pinch myself to believe that this is my pub.
So in short, despite my best attempt to kill myself by taking on too much, I love this demented old lady and the insanity which we all call life. Every single person that comes into the pub is part of the madness that forms my chapter of the rich tapestry that is the Plough’s story. Do I recommend it? of course not, its an incredibly harsh way not to earn a living, would I do anything else? of course not and I think when you see me you will realise that there is no choice, this is what I do.