I sit here in my office, which is a dog box demountable on the side of my butchery, cold and alone...yes it even gets cold on the Gold Coast. The bloody Swine Flu and its friends have made it to town and taken out my key staff, so I am trying desperately to do what I do best...run around like a headless chook... but now I actually have to find stuff and get stuff done. The week started with us doing up a Swine Flu avoidance procedure, only to find out our first staff member who was due back from holidays was already in the throws of this Mexican plague.
OK so its been a long while since my last blogging.
That's due to me being a little on the busy side...and I gotta thank Brisbane Marketing, the Brisbane City Council, of course Jan Powers and her Farmers Market team (who are bloody brilliant at running the biggest markets in Queensland) and believe it or not, the German Sausage guy.
So I am still in the city, still working 18-hour days and still no rain on the farm.
Great opening sentence you say....well it's all good. My workload is being shared by my long time friend who has come and joined me in my mission to bring about balance back into the food supply chain. Danni Crowe is not your average hardworking Australian, after one week in the job I feel like I cannot live without her.
Moving up from Melbourne for the position (well we haven't really settled on a title...so basically she is a pseudo me), she has been in the office and at the farmers markets, rising at 3am and working till all is done, as she, like me, reckons even if you only get a few hours sleep, as long as you complete the days work you are ready and raring to go the next 'new' day.
This time last year I thought I was a busy chap. Looking back I was on holidays!!!
Let's start with Friday... I start early helping in the butchery and race out getting flyers printed up for the weekend markets, then head back to load up all the market trucks full of lamb for the two days of markets... nearly 2 tonnes of lamb is loaded out in neat packaging ready for the early starters.
Although I was packing trucks alone, the butchery was still a hive of activity with our team of packers still at it, packing up the fresh sausages that we have become so famous for.
I was at the Farmers Market selling my lamb yesterday in Queen Street Mall, Brisbane when at pack up time I was screaming like a girl when I noticed the possum I was checking out, as it ran toward me, was actually a giant rat.
Then as I sought some light relief last night (after watching Farmer Wants a Wife... let's talk about that later), I was watching on YouTube a guy in Santa Barbara who has a dog with a cat riding it and a rat riding the cat....