the interview with the young chef went well. He likes the dollars I'm offering, I love the food he cooks and he is happy to try make it happen on skeleton staff. He also digs the same movies I do. Hopefully it will all work out. The contracts for the pub are being drawn up as we speak, so some definition of the situation seems imminent.
In addition to meetings and the like today was Melbourne Cup day. I backed an obscure horse trained by the elderly, possibly insane yet very consistent Mr Bart Cummings. The conveyance saluted and paid over three hundred dollars for a very modest ten dollar outlay. The sport of kings indeed. Steak dinners, pints and much jollity ensued.