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.