I'm well aware that "not everybody who goes to a pub goes in order to get drunk or to overcome depression or forget about jobs they hate", but some do. Quite a few do, actually, enough that I think Lavender should think very, very hard about going into a business where any one of her customers could be demoted or fired, separated or divorced, arrested or killed, because of that customer's consumption of what Lavender sells to them.

Have we forgotten so soon what happened to Mrrzy's niece Dorian last spring, when she drove after drinking? If so, let's reread this thread: NonMusic: Thoughts for Mrr's Niece (and no, I'm not Mrrzy)

Then there's the guy who used to be my mailman. He got into a violent bar fight, serious enough that he developed a blood clot that made its way to his brain a couple of days later. He went into a coma and was on life support, brain-dead, till his family decided to unplug him. He was engaged to be married. Now there's a tree planted in front of the bar where he fought, with a little plaque to his memory in front of it. I just want Lavender to ask herself if she wants something like that in front of her pub.

There are many other second-career choices, Lavender. I urge you to consider them first before rushing out to buy a pub license.