The Bar & The Fear.

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Hey all,

I've been away for a bit, not that any of you lot have noticed. We opened the bar on Friday. It was a big night, a lot of girls, good music and they spent a lot. A good way to start but there is still a hell of a lot to do. The last month has consisted of my partner and I putting in 16 hour days to renovate the place and get it open on time for the summer season which has just kicked in.

The reason we started so late is that the papers and licences and all that crap took so long to come through, as is the Italian way. But we've got it open in time and it looks good and now all we have to do is make it work. Easy, right?

Yesterday I woke up with, The Fear. I've never encountered this before. I really don't want to feck this up, and there is the possibility for it to go wrong in so many ways. We have to strike a balance between keeping the locals happy so we can survive in the off-season, and giving the tourists what they want. And I'm only just realising just how tricky this is going to be. In the last six months, all I've been focused on was getting the bar open. Well, it's open and now I have to run the thing. We also have a thousand people in our ear telling us how to do this and that. If we listen to them, then we'll go mad. So we have to stick to our vision and hope we can pull it off.

It's scary stuff. So if any of you have been here, done that, or have similar experiences of your own, I'd really appreciate you throwing them down here to give me a branch to hold on to.

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