Post-Easter. 


Easter has been and gone. 

Easter has been and gone. Nothing special to report as far as business goes. With the weather being fine overall, the crowds have spent their time on the mountain or the terraces, which is never good news for us. This time of year is especially family, so that the evenings are fairly quiet once everyone has gone home. But at least the clement conditions have been enticing to the ice-cream eaters, giving us a steady stream of custom, albeit not very lucrative.

Most of the staff have now finished, so we only have Alan, George and Jamie left, the latter in his last week, with Gaëlle available to help out on the weekend evenings. With turnover down to summer levels, this should not be problem, though the closing on Sunday evening of the Après-Ski at the Farinet did turn out (predictably) to be the case, and Alan came out to help Jamie as hungry partygoers sought a quick munch to pad out their alcohol-laden stomachs. In fact, it wasn't just the food they were after. There was such a queue at the Farinet toilets that people were crossing the road to use ours, much to our disapproval. In under two hours, we got through 4 rolls of toilet paper, which is more than we would get through in a normal busy day, and these people were definitely not buying...

Friday was a hardware problem day. Already the evening before, we noticed that our little freezer was not behaving properly and would not cool down enough. The repairman came in first thing Friday and did his best to fix the machine without any guarantee. Unfortunately, his repair job has not helped and the machine still refuses to cool below -10°C. Yet another investment that we are going to have to make. Following that, the steamer, or rather the vacuum part of the steamer, would not suck up properly any more. Something was stuck in the tube, though we couldn't find what or where. Finally, after about an hour and a half of messing around, the thing cleared and we recovered a plastic cup in the waste. Now, just how did that thing manage to get sucked in in the first place? That's a real mystery, because it isn't small. Finally, when Jamie was drying the salad in the spin-dryer, a plastic part broke. We tried in vain to fix it. It wasn't till the following morning that Alan finally devised a method to repair the machine. So far, so good. The repair is holding, but we touch wood that it won't break again in a hurry. 

Posted: Sun - April 11, 2010 at 08:39 PM          


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