It’s been a thrilling three years, and an exciting ten months. I’ve been hit (once), sworn at a few times, been told the guys I work with are idiots, scum, or, on one occasion, drunk (the agent wasn’t, and he handled the situation really neatly) and taken a good beating. Ok, I added the beating for effect. However, I’ve been pretty scared a few times, and I’ve worn a bullet-resistant vest more than once.

However, it has been a great time. I’ve been locksmithing for 3 years now, and I’ve been warranting for ten months, and though exhausting, it has been the best time I have ever had, probably even better than university. I’ve pulled in just over £3K as a locksmith in my best month (before the dreaded VAT) but pulled in only £250 in my worst month, and against fixed expenses of about £2K a month inc. living expenses, it has been a somewhat rollercoaster ride.

Now, the ride has come to an end.
I’ve been given an great opportunity to move on, and, though the day-to-day job won’t carry the ever-present “Is there a nutter with a knife behind this door?” thrills, my new wife and I are happy to be giving it up. Yes, a few regrets, and I’ll never get the book written now… but, in the medium and long term, moving house and setting up in a totally different business is for the best, we think.

If you want a locksmith, as of Wednesday the 31st, I won’t be able to help you, unless it is non-emergency. However, I do have a friend in Blackpool who can probably help you, and a very good chap in Bolton. So feel free to give us a bell. The phone numbers are still live for the future, heck, I’m still paying for the advertising(!) so give us a call. Until the house is sold, I’ll be around to give advice, open doors by appointment, and patch up the damage that some naughty man with a crowbar did on Saturday night, before absconding with your quad bike…