I thought that it was time for an update which actually means that I have a pile of paperwork to do and am avoiding it by writing to you guys!
We are now entering the ninth month of trading at the Plough and things are looking OK. The plan was always for the business to develop slowly and steadily rather than peak too soon and fail so things are certainly heading in the right direction. The pub has a lovely ambience and I spend less time growling at customers that I would rather not have than I did when I first opened, in short the pub is finding its place.
I remain immensely proud of the pub and what she has achieved. Just looking at the cellar in advance of my first Easter compared to how it looked before I opened was a pertinent reminder of far we have come, that isn’t to say that we don’t have a long way to go yet though. From a personal view it has been great to see friends visit and experience the Plough at its best so that can see what it is that makes this place so special.
I should see part-time staff starting this month and I now have a girl staring for the summer as well, yes this will be the first staff in the pub. Taking on staff is a daunting thing on so many fronts but without them I will hold back growth in the business so best foot forward and all that. For those who thought that it was not possible to work 130 hours a week, every week I would like to point out that you were wrong, clearly it is possible.
I am more conscious than ever that this is a lot of work for one person, the back room stuff, the maintenance, planning and running the bar has to take its toll. I remain adamant that my way is the right way but the business is relentless, I think that word best sums it up. There are times when it feels as though the business is consuming me and that even when it has finished it will have done little more than stand still . As we move into the summer season and I see tourist faces return I am often embarrassed at the lack of progress that has been made since they were last here and have to stop myself explaining that I am still functioning on a maximum of five hours sleep a night and remembering what they drank for that week on their holiday last year.
There seems to be a view that once I have staff I can get my feet up and smoke a cigar or two whilst counting the cash, this is so far from the truth. Staff add complexity to the business and more tasks to my never-ending list. There are some that understand though and I congratulate Laurence, who has just returned from holiday, for noting that I to can have a break in “5 years or so” I think that he was remarkably accurate.
I am often told off for not discussing my wrists and updating on the war with Ms Nature so I must include the current battle here. We have felled a number of trees recently with the timber stacked for firewood in advance of the log burner installation and obviously these need chopping. I didn’t think that the motion of swinging an axe was that different to that of swinging a hammer but apparently Ms Nature does, very much so. I am chopping a few logs a day just to remind the nefarious one who is in charge but at the moment she is not listening. The ‘new’ movements have resulted in significant pain, a weird tingly/fizzy feeling and the obligatory random numbness which in turn has resulted in some broken glassware. I am sure that, just like every other battle, she will eventually wind her neck in and accept that it’s not all about her, bloody nature!
I will leave you with the latet sign on the door, I think it holds just enough humour:
Drunk adults often mistake children for snacks.
This is not a ‘family’ pub please ensure that children are kept under control and do not disturb the adults or you will be asked to leave.