I've been back working the harbour since Easter, but the amount of tourists has decreased and I'm hoping to be painting the insides of a pub next week. I'm surprised they had me back after the way things ended last year, things got so out of hand I walked out about two weeks before the end of the season swearing I'd never go back. I'd worked five months solid without a day off, my mind was fried and I wasn't thinking all that straight. The people I was working for were in a similar space as me, overtired and overworked, although they'd had days off here and there when the weather had been bad, I didn't get that luxury.
There is a pub right next to my office on the harbour, I used to sneak in there for swift house doubles when I needed a quick de-stress and around five o'clock when things were starting to calm down I'd have a pint. Between five and eight o'clock I'd still be manning the office because I'd often pick up some trade for the next day. There was a girl working in the office over the road who I befriended, she also liked a drink so I had someone to talk and have a laugh with. The harbour is a beautiful place, mostly populated at that time of day by couples eating fish and chips and about a thousand sea gulls, occasionally the dolphin who'd been entertaining the tourists all Summer would stop by and do a few somersaults for us. I looked forward to the evenings. She's supposed to be coming back this Summer when it gets busy, I hope so.
The pub closed down for refurbishment about a week before I left. The days seemed to drag on so much longer without my supply of vodka cokes but I managed to hang on till five and then either me or Tanya would nip down to the shop and get a bottle to share. The last day the pub was open they had a party, they were a popular and well liked family, plenty of people showed up to see them off and plenty of people showed up to drink whatever was on offer. The booze certainly flowed that night, they locked the doors at about nine o'clock and there was much singing and dancing. I was robbed that night of £200 by a person who is married to a guy also working on the harbour I thought they were trustworthy but they got the better of me because I was so damn drunk, I didn't realise the money had gone until I went to pay for my taxi the next morning. I shouldn't have had the money on me but it was what I'd made that day and I'd gone straight to the party. He wont be working the harbour this year, I've done everything I can to make sure of it.
At around twelve o'clock I stirred from my slumber, I didn't know where I was at first, I'd fallen asleep whilst the party raged on around me, I knew I had to get home in order to be 'ok' for tomorrow.
I got someone to ring me a cab, said goodnight to a few people, slid back the locks on the doors and was immediately hit by the stillness of the night and the tinkling of the bells attached to the masts on the yachts. I was making my way over to the harbour wall when Tanya stuck her head out of the pub doors,
"Oi where do you think you're going ?"
"I need to go, I've got to be back at eight, you're ok you don't start till ten"
She smiled and walked over to me, she kissed me and said,
And then she went back inside. 1st picture. The Pier Tavern 2nd & 3rd pictures are taken looking over the wall by the phone box. It wont be long now, the good times are nearly here !