Gravy, sweat, and tears – a different Christmas story

The C-word. (Not that one, reader!) You can’t escape it. Every year it creeps in, chews you up, and spits you back out. This will be my 1st Christmas in 11 years of not working in hospitality. The 3-course dinners, the next day 7 am finishes, the Christmas roadshows in July, the vomit clear-up in […]

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