Hanger Time

One of the things that annoyed me the most at this year’s Bromsgrove Beer Festival was the amount of short notice that we had to pack everything away. It’s been a busy weekend for us all; we know there’s still a very big job to do; and we decide that if we all meet at ten we can start packing away and have everything ready to be loaded onto our transport back to our storage area. But this year there was a bit of a problem. As I got back from a cooked breakfast at the local Wetherspoons, I saw that the marquee company had already arrived and had begun to strip down the outer of the marquee. This meant that we had to pack up our stuff while they were moving around and find room to store it so that we would be out of each other’s way. Apparently this had been agreed beforehand, but the person who’d liaised with the marquee company hadn’t liaised with anyone else. This was especially annoying as we’d had a bit of a party the evening before; and had we known that the marquee company were coming early; we could have given us a better head start.