I guess part of the thing about moving to a new town or place is getting to to the know the routine, the habits and the people. And this place is no different. Like in any town it has its ways and days when everything is different but everything is the same. Take this weekend for example, here it is called a bank holiday, you might know it as a public holiday wherever you are but its the same thing and like in many other places people manipulate their work time and leave days to take advantage of the longer than normal weekend. Fairly straight forward.
You would think. There must have been a time and I vaguely remember those days when you were guaranteed booming trade over the bank holiday weekend in this trade. From Friday to Monday every decent pub would have been filled to capacity, the sale of beer would have been brisk. And this is what we sort of expected and pretty much what we have been told in these parts. Only it hasn't been like that. It has been a bit busier but not half of our expectation. And not only in this pub I assure you (if it was only here I would have been worried). Having been through the mill before we were sure to ask a range of people of their views and predictions for the weekend, different ages, different lines of work and the general consensus was that it was going to happen. It hasn't. I hope that when I write this tomorrow night I will be able to report just how massively busy its been.. Hmmm, not sure?
For those of you reading this who are fb friends of mine you may have seen my upload of a photo I took today. Early this morning it gave me a chuckle anyway.
I'm sure the experts in the field will point me in the right direct about the multitudes of ice types available but really as a layman, if ice wasn't frozen would it be labelled as unfrozen water? And anyway are there other types?
That's my lot, its late. Have a fab week ahead.
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