Oh blast it! I've been trying not to write about the crummy credit crunch but I'm one of those people who hovers on the sidelines for ages and then just dives into the deep end.
We are feeling it and feeling it BAD. The banks are not easily coming up with the finance we need to extend our little B&B enterprise. (We need to expand it so the guests even get a look in...our little family has enlarged so as to occupy all the rooms. At this rate we will be living in a caravan and the guests will be the ones living in luxury...)
Under normal market conditions it would be an absolute doddle. I know this because I've been on the other side of the lending line. "Grr. %£*@#@~**********!!!!" As Captain Haddock would so nicely put it. (Blistering ba(nk)rn(deb)acles!)
So here we are now feverishly working on business plans, looking at spreadsheets and pulling out our rapidly greying hair. We seem to spend an amount equivalent to the GBP (Freudian Slip)/ GDP of a small island, The Isle of Man say, (mind you it feels like the Isle of Dogs right now!) every month. We do not live like kings, queens, emperors or even celebrity footballers. More like the Gipsy Kings. Time to get to work with Ebay, boot fairs, recycling, growing our own veg., trying to turn the heating down (aagggh!)...
'Tis a shame I cannot dig up some Roman buried treasure...now where did Dad put his metal detector?
(P.S. Will keep you posted on how this all turns out.)