Mr and Mrs H

At a low, battered by people for whom we cannot do enough,  regardless of how hard we try, we suddenly get several lovely customers. Amongst these are a couple, with combined years of more than 150, who follow my blog and seem to have the fitness of people a fraction of their age. After staying with us for several days, working their way through the menu and everyday walking a respectable distance to dispose of the calories,  it finally came time for them to depart. The sadness of them leaving is offset by the knowledge that they too would have liked to have stayed longer. 

Around Bank Holiday time this business can get a little tiresome.  When we get two so close together, retaining sanity gets nearly impossible₁. It's been a tough couple of weeks. A late Easter crams a significant part of the season into a small stretch of time. Recession concerns have resulted in a reduced staff team by design leaving no contingency, when someone leaves, it takes time to refill that roll_2. So, with blog postings looking like they might portray too much negativity, I haven't posted for a few days.

The presence of lovely people like Mr and Mrs H really do make everything worthwhile. Thank you both for the considerable contribution to regaining motivation, both for this blog and for real life. Happy birthday Mrs H and don't forget to treat Mr H on his birthday.

₁OK, retaining sanity would require there to be the presence of some in the first place, but everything is relative. Besides, if I had an ounce of sanity I wouldn't have given up my perfectly good job to run this place anyway.


₂Thankfully, we have some teenagers, masquerading as human beings, who apparently are descended from either Ann or I. They can actually be useful, that is when they are not avoiding real work, with the excuse of homework, to play drums, guitar or PlayStation. When put in front of customers they suddenly appear to be adults and convince the public they are much older and more responsible than they really are.