Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending

Am I pleased that we've got to the ending part!  I'm so frazzled, now that we're almost complete things are really beginning to change every day, infact every time I walk through the front door there has been that little bit more progress made. Thankfully we're going towards the good weather so the fact the heating still isn't finished isn't making me hyperventilate!




We have had a few difficult days, last week disaster struck. The menus went to the printers and they were all wrong, they wouldn't print the way we envisaged then so we virtually had to start again with the colours and the design. Well, e-mails were flying, tempers were rising and I was literally tearing my hair out, now that everything is resolved, and it all looks much better then before. Light and airy and fresh. Just like me tomorrow after I go to the hairdressers to repair the ravages. Pity she can't do my face at the same time.



Thank heavens for Cary, she swooped in to save the day and got everyone back on track. I'm sure I've seen her out and about in her wonder woman outfit or was that my imagination running riot after a mad conversation?? Must ask, maybe we can get her to post a photo with pants on over her trousers!



I'm feeling a bit strange tonight writing the blog as I've discovered there's more people that read it than I first thought. So many people have said something about what I've written and the builders have assured me that they were infact suffering from a tropical disease caught in Blackpool rather than the man flu that I reported last week. I stand corrected and I do apologise. Can you tell they read the blog too now and give me grief? I’ll miss them when they've gone, we're taking them out tomorrow for a farewell dinner which should be fun and not so dangerous as they finish work on Friday then I'm left alone to make sense of it all. I hope I get a manual on how to do simple things like turn on the lights.



Well opening day is coming ever closer and although I know it'll all go ok, I'm now worrying about silly things and this has been contagious Poor Liz is having nightmares about not having enough tables for all the customers.............mmm this is my daydream. Lots and lots of people coming to see what we've done and loving it too. So I hope you'll all be forming an orderly queue outside us on Easter Sunday for when we re-open. We'll be serving our very first brunch so If you love waffles, pancakes and breakfast in general then we're the place to be, can you imagine Italian coffee, continental surroundings, Michael Buble playing on the I-pod and the Sunday papers.................who needs to do the weekly shop anyway