So, to recap: we've been here at Hornet Close with our little brewery for 3 years, slowly but surely building up our customer base, increasing sales and adding capacity. There's now three of us full time and four part. We all get paid and no one has to work like a horse (anymore). Even the numbers add up properly, at the end of the month.
Easy street here we come? No way. I'm ripping the whole thing out and starting again, bigger (three times) and better (immeasurably). Why? It's not as if we did a poor job in the fist place, quite the opposite, by luck more than judgement. But, and inexplicably I'm afraid, I know there's no plateau upon which to rest, it's just a straight incline. Or a decline. I'm scared of the former but not half as frightened as I am of the latter.
So look forward to a blow by blow account over the coming months of how to decommision two breweries and recommision them both armed with only a wing (secularity precludes the usual prayer), an extremely tight budget and total failure-phobia. Ought to be interesting.