The smoke’s rising

  500 pizzas in and we’re starting to find our rhythm In the words of McDonalds The learning curve’s been steep, steep and damp, so much for the start of the British summer, but we’re lovin’ it. We’ve carried each other through the 3am starts, the repeated...

Lighting a fire / Starting a business

Friday morning was cold. Cold and damp. We’d not lit the fire in weeks and she was sulking. The rain got heavier as I carried the logs over to the Landy and my t-shirt clung to my back – even the northerner in me was starting to concede this was a poor choice of...