Early doors

Called to work at one of those working men's clubs today I thought it odd when the fella asked if I'd be finished by 10am as they opened then.

Once I'd finished the job I grabbed a coffee from town and sat in the van to catch up with emails/paperwork.

By 11 o'clock I had counted a dozen chaps (and one woman) enter the building.

Let's just say they weren't playing snooker and drinking diet coke!

What a life eh?