The Fake Opening and Another Sorry Tale of Woe

After an extremely stressful week we opened our doors for the first time. This was a fake, rather than a real opening and the next seven days were earmarked as a training week for the team to get used to the new bar.

We had invited a small group of friends to join us and toast the true beginning of the Tusker's story. With music playing and low lighting, the place really is very atmospheric and soon everyone was in a happy light-hearted mood.

At 8.30, Chas's mobile rang and bought the party to a crashing end. It was our next door neighbour who told us that there was someone in our home and we were being burgled again. This conjured up all sorts of nightmare visions and First, our manager, drove us home at break-neck speed. When we arrived, the house and neighbourhood was swarming with police and security officers but it was too late. Virtually all of our other valuables saved from the first robbery, had been taken. Being robbed twice in a three week period is a truly gutting experience. Luckily, all the animals were unharmed and at the end of the day, things are only things.

Can you believe our luck? Obviously it is the same crew that did us the first time and the police have been very helpful but our chances of recovering anything are virtually non-existant. To have to put up with this at the same time as trying to open a brand new business is exceedingly hard and adds an entire layer of almost unbearable stress but we remain positive and won't let the bastards grind us down!