The Time To Run A Business
Back when the Beast had only just hatched, in the days when the Wocky was young and first peered out into the big wide world, we wondered idly if we would have enough time to get everything done. I used to work a 9-5 rat-race type job at a big company. Each day I would go to work, do a mixed bag of nothing for 8 hours and then come home, exhausted, and crash on the sofa. Weekends were gone in minutes, and my existence seemed to be rushing past me so fast that I couldn’t possibly have time for an extra hobby. The dawn of the Jabberwocky was mostly a realisation that having a business must be what it’s like to have a dog, or children, or perhaps an expensive combination of both that unlike the other two, we are legally allow to take to bits if we feel...
Street Food in Cuba
Certain parts of the Caribbean are renowned for their cuisine. Cuba is renowned from rum, coffee and cigars, and that pretty much explains why they didn’t have time for food. I would have to regretfully inform you that even while almost all of Cuban life is conducted at street level, the food was never terribly exciting. At street level it consisted of the medianoche, a cheese and ham sandwich which was nominally toasted, but mostly just left in the sun. There was also the fried slices of pastry with sugar, which tasted of fried slices of pastry with sugar. Chirros, which we have over here these days, and lastly the street pizza. Easily the tastiest, but recognisably pizza-like. So I thought they might appreciate a Jabberwocky. ...
The Alcester Food Festival and The Compliment
The Wocky visited Alcester food festival last weekend, and had a lovely time. Not only were the organisers very nice, which we like, but the Alcesterians were delightful and said lots of kind things about the Jabberwocky. First compliment of the day was “I love your van”, which was then repeated over and over by a variety of people. Luckily I could never get sick of hearing it, and just got more and more happy each time. I should add that the Beast was looking terrific that day, resplendent in green with a brand new addition: The wrought iron flower display. I had always pictured the Jabberwocky as being Victorian some how – early conceptual plans for food were based around street food from that era until we discovered it was, almost universally,...
The Small Business Holiday
We have spent the last two weeks in Cuba celebrating the fortuitous timing of two people, a registry office, some of our very dearest friends and an enormous amount of cheese. Having arranged for all the above to be in the right place at the right time we felt that a holiday was well deserved, what with it being quite traditional, and had treated ourselves to 2 weeks in Cuba, a country that hangs on the edge of change, waiting for things to never be the same again. The resolve was to leave everything Jabberwocky and day-jobby behind, and to do something that involved sun, cocktails and laughable attempts at speaking Spanish. In essence that is what we did, setting the out of office response, wishing the Beast a happy few weeks and leaving what was left of...
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