Saturday, 30 July 2011
A Shop of one's Own
When I lived in Paris I used to visit a wonderful habadashery shop called La Drougerie on rue du Jour. I dreamed of one day having a shop like it myself. It had large glass sweet jars of beads and velvet flowers; padded boards of buttons; shelves of wools and reels of ribbon and examples of what you could make dotted about.
Yesterday I felt quite mad with excitement having found what could be a suitable shop for my habadashery plus makes. My little creative hub in Petersfield. With ideas buzzing I went straight to the bank.
The business advisor at Barclays talked shop insurance; Health and Safety; accountants, solicitors, contracts until I felt the sea of potential debt closing in over my head. Leaving there I felt quite low.And I thought the goverment wanted to encourage enterprise and new businesses.