The Start

Well, I plan to hand my notice in during the next few weeks, the difficulty is that my boss is also my friend and even though I am not going to be competing with him I just feel that am letting him down somewhat. Still it's got to be done.

My wife and I keep talking about being apart from each other and how we will cope. We cannot really afford for her to come to Devon yet and also we have to think of the children's schooling etc. So although I am excited by the new challenge I am not looking forward to long periods of time without my loved ones around me.

Next week I have to take an examination in Personal Licensing. On successful completion I will be able to apply for my licence to sell alcohol. Hey hey! My name above the door. I will have to find someone who makes those little black signs you see over pub doorways. Is there a company who specialise in that sort of thing? It's all new to me.

I'm going to have my own pub!

I'm 44 and am fed up with my pedestrian nine to five life. I have decided to take on a pub in South Devon, that's 250 miles from where I currently live. It will mean moving away from my family, who I will only see at weekends and holidays. I know that I am taking a huge risk, but hopefully it will pay off. I intend to use this Blog as an opportunity to describe what happens as I embark on my new career.

In case you hadn't figured it out, I'm the ugly one in the shirt. The more attractive one is my wife.