Today was a sad day in that it is my traditional line cleaning day and the last time that I will perform a full line clean for a while. All of my lines are no soaking in Gaurdian to protect them during the closure apart from one which is reserved for my use.
On the positive side it was always my intention to drink the Guinness first (before shutting down the lines) and whilst some would say that I failed I was within a pint and a half. The remaining brands share a keg coupler so I can put them all through my one active line.
An interesting point has arisen in that the brewers are seeking their kegs back and, at the least, knowledge of where they are. If we presume that all beer is uplifted at some point how do we reopen pubs? I can only presume that they will have to set a date and declare it in advance but that is not what they did with the closure… If they just announced that pubs can open from 5 pm for example we wouldn’t have the stock to do so and somebody that did have the stock would risk a riot.. I guess its all new ground for all of us so we shall have to wait and see.
I have been suffering from a torn muscle in my chest recently and it is, as they do, slowly abating, well it was. Today I decided to move the jukebox from the wall in order to prepare the wall for painting. Now I am not so stupid as to guess the weight I needed to gauge it first. Luckily the machine is fixed to a wall bracket using 3 bolts, two of which are on slots. I removed the first one and loosened the two in slots, a little heft told me that I was in a bit of trouble with the door open so I changed my mind.
Oh if life was that simple! Actually one of the two remaining bolts dropped out and rolled away and the entire machine made a leap for me. Now my inherent desire to avoid disaster kicked in and I managed to support the machine on my hand and face while one arm propped it up. You know those moments when you are trapped and can’t actually fathom what to do next, yes this was one of those moments.
It is times like these that we need a friend, not one of my duck buddies offered to help. In fact I am sure I heard some giggling at the far end of the bar. Luckily (or perhaps inevitably) some limbo skills managed to drag the first bolt into grasp and I re-secured the machine to the wall. Of all the muscles that I needed to use it would appear the first volunteer was the recently healing chest and I have returned to struggling to breath deeply or turn again.
Now at this point some of you will think that a probably 95 kg weight at head height and full of sharp corners could have done me some real damage. Some will think how I must be cleverer than to do such a thing on my own. Others know me better and, like the ducks, just laugh.
Project decorating is continuing at a better pace now that I have reinstalled my ‘its a pub’ program. I was concerned that we had a lack of white pint given the scope has increases significantly from what was planned. I looked at all of the retailers today and confirmed that they either have no stock or no staff even Dulux have shut down to count the money. I will soldier on with the small paint lake that I have on site and worst case may have some second coats to do at a later date*
Day 6 guys and apart from trying to work out which duck thought this afternoon was funny we are all good. Stay safe and keep smiling.
*Just kidding I have already checked the shadows to see where I can get away with one coat !