A door closes
Last night during a fab party at our pub, both Darren and myself made a big decision. We decided to close the pub down. It was a wedding present from our partnership in the summer.
We have broken even- but the rent and cost of stock have hit hard. The smoking ban has hit harder. Since 1st July the 3 pubs in the area around us have closed, as they didn't have the courtyard like us. But with 2 weeks to Christmas,even the amount of customers have dropped below the "normal" level. Hence at 11pm talking to my oldest mate Rachel of 14 years I looked at her and said "don't lie to me, it isn't working is it?". She responded with a kiss and hug and said "No". Yes we could have borrowed to survive, but it that worth it? Debt and stress when it's quiet in January and February?
So with pride hurt we walk away. As I played on the juke box last night the Walker Brothers song- No Regrets.
Theres no regrets
No tears goodbye
I don't want you back
We'd only cry.
But as a door closes a new one will open- of that I'm certain.