by Flic Luxmoore | Wednesday, March 23, 2011 | The Business of Catering
If you could measure progress in the exciting new currency of golden bins, yesterday would have been a 5 out of 5. Not that the currency matters, I’m just trying to tie in a theme, and if you had seen the bin, I am confident you would understand why. The...
by Flic Luxmoore | Wednesday, March 16, 2011 | Food Van Driving
The miraculous news is still settling in. I assume that at some point in the next few days I will unexpectedly begin leaping around and singing. Behold, the Beast, now certifiably road legal! I think that much of my excitement has already been expended on the delight...
by Flic Luxmoore | Friday, March 11, 2011 | House
This week I discovered what gazumping is and why one must fear it. We have, you see, embarked on the slow and arduous process of getting a foot onto the very lowest rung of the property ladder. The offer I mentioned on Sunday was accepted, and we have begun the...
by Flic Luxmoore | Sunday, March 6, 2011 | House
We have spent the last few days in the throws of one of life’s most celebrated torments: Househunting. A process that makes a roller-coaster of emotions look like a carousel of indifference. It started when we found Westlea Road. The house spoke to us, we loved...
by Flic Luxmoore | Saturday, February 26, 2011 | Food Van Driving
The glow plugs were indeed not working properly and the battery was, indeed, dead. The mechanics of Leamington (including the much hailed “returning tomorrow” of the previous post) had fought and fallen before the Beast, at times (I can only assume),...