In a nutshell: After several years of deliberating about it, I’m finally taking the plunge and opening a bakery in Chichester. The dream is to have a bakery which sells decadent cakes made al ingredients, sourced as locally as possible. The perfect time finally came along when a shop premises that has been in our family for over three generations finally became available again. These posts will chronicle our process of getting the shop reading for opening, hopefully in less than forty days.
Quick one, SniffSnorters. I’m sneaking in a post. The household is livelier than usual this morning as Potato Bottom is having two trial days doing full time at a Performing Arts school. We spent last night roasting whole chickens when we discovered we had nothing put in her packed lunch.
Today, will be a busy day. Percy The Pirate will be buffing the tiles and installing the surface for the coffee machine and sinks. He’ll be sorting out the plumbing and measuring up for the serving counters. The coffee machine is arriving and I’m meeting with the tea supplier. Even the elusive oven delivery might make an appearance by the end of tomorrow.
I had an almost glorious day yesterday. I managed to sneak out into town, if only to go to the bank to open a business bank account (a bit of bolting the door after the horse has flee or however the saying goes, I’m not English so English sayings come hard to me. I’ve also been sorting out an Orange PocketLandline account, a service which provides your business with a landline number with comparative call cost without you having to have a physical phone line connection.
As far as tiredness levels go, I’d say it’s about 11 on a scale of 10. I’ve stopped having coherent conversations with Slaveboy around five days ago and this is a perfect reason why complex plans like opening a bakery should not be drawn out on the back of an envelope because two months later, when tiredness hits you, the chances of you deciphering your etchings will be near on impossible.
Here are a couple of photos. One of Percy just as he finished the tiling (he hated it!) and another of an old 1933 Ordnance map of Chichester we found while clearing the bakery. I think we will be fra
Onwards and upwards, people. See you tomorrow