Dear diary....
My heart's not in it right now... not in anything. I realise I'm a little 'down'. It's not a good time at the moment. Thankfully the sun is shining and there is real warmth to cheer me up. I'm going to have a moan, putting it in black and white is cathartic, so here goes. Work. It's lacking methods and processes. The ones I had in my old workshop were great and worked well, now there's no rhythm, no flow. Its a fine little workshop and once things settle I'm sure I'll get organised again. The grinder motor is on it's last legs and sounds like a bag of spanners in a washing machine! It was crazy noisy, I thought it was going to explode this morning. There's a new motor on the way. I've made a couple of enquires into a new 'shop window' for the resole, and I have had two really kind offers from friends with bars.... I could drown my sorrows in red wine while I wait for shoes..... Something tells me that's not the...