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...
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...
Catering All Over Warwickshire and the Rest of the World
As I write this the wedding is going to happen, and the rain is still set to come down, but by the time you read this, we will presumably have been hitched and will be taking a break from Jabberwockys, weddings, work and most other things. I will go ahead and assume that everything went beautifully and that the sun shined at exactly the right moments. No only that, the speeches were a triumph, the food was amazing and everyone will be talking about the day for years to come. I look forward to that. Go time is currently less than a few hours away, so I have been distracting myself with my current hobby, which is travelling the world with the Jabberwocky, so that despite his age and health he can go and see all those exciting places that really deserve to try...
Rain
What with the country currently officially having a drought it seems odd that the subject of rain should be on my mind at all, but thankfully the farmers can rejoice, because at least here in Leamington Spa, it’s raining. No only that, it is raining with the grim, forecast persistence that suggests it will be damned if it stops before the weekend and doubly damned if it misses my wedding. Luckily I’m reassured that everything will be just fine. Juuuust fine. It’s probably my frame of mind, but it puts me in mind a group of people inspecting a dent on a car or the partially functioning breaks on a roller coaster. I had considered trying to keep away from the subject of the impending nuptials and let the wocky be a little island of calm in a stormy...
Things, and how they keep happening
It’s been a while since the last post in the style of the good old days, back when I could celebrate having a working gas stove or an MOT. Things used to be so tangible in those days,so full of gosh-darn fixability. There was a problem, and we would tackle it with whatever means necessary until it was fixed, I would get to write a blog post that sang of achievement and general story-telling goodness. Now the van starts, the pitches are lining up and we have almost everything sorted for the wedding. Actually that’s not true, we have loads left to do for the damn wedding, but we don’t have to cater for it, so it’s really not that difficult. In fact I literally just have to say two words in the right place and I can sign off for the day....
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