05/10/2026
OWEN EXPLAINS NO-SHOWS
Apparently Hoomans have invented something called a “no-show”. This means you tell Mother you are coming, she saves you a chunk of her day, turns other Hoomans away because that time now belongs to you… and then you simply do not appear. I find this concept deeply troubling, mainly because I have investigated the economics and there appears to be a serious Scooby Snack problem.
I do not understand pounds. Pounds are imaginary Hooman numbers that live in phones and occasionally make Mother swear. I understand Scooby Snacks. So, in my economy, Mother does a job and receives Scooby Snacks. Those Scooby Snacks then pay for important things like food, heating, electricity and, presumably, Gin. If somebody books an appointment worth six Scooby Snacks and then does not turn up, those six Scooby Snacks are irretrievably abolished from Mother’s income for that day. She cannot earn them back by selling the same walkie time to somebody else because that piece of the day has already happened. They have not been postponed. They have not moved to tomorrow. They are simply gone.
Then there is the time itself, which I understand perfectly because time can be measured in WALKIES. Imagine somebody is booked for 10am. Mother is ready and waiting, but nobody appears. She waits because Hoomans are sometimes late. By 10:20 she finally gets a reply to her text asking where they are... they are not coming. Excellent, you might think. Surprise walkies for Owen! Except the next dog is arriving at 10:45 and there is no longer enough walkie time to get all the way around our walk and back before they arrive. Mother could perhaps do it if she ran, but she has a new hip and a stuffed knee, so absolutely not. I could run it, obviously. Several times. Possibly while carrying a rabbit. This is not relevant.
The important bit is that the missing Hooman has not merely taken the time they were booked for. By the time Mother knows they are definitely not coming, there often isn’t enough usable time left to do anything meaningful with it. She cannot rewind the clock to 11am, phone one of the people she turned away and say, “Would you like an appointment twenty minutes ago?” Walkie time, like appointment time, is a once-only deal. Once it has gone, it has gone.
Now, because Hoomans are apparently not always reliable custodians of either walkie time or Scooby Snacks, Mother uses Fresha. Fresha keeps what I shall call a Scooby Snack Card safely on file. But here is the important bit: you do not get to put your Scooby Snack Card into the system and then act surprised later. To confirm an appointment using that card, you are shown the payment policy and agree to it as part of the process. That policy says what happens if you cancel too late or simply vanish into the mist.
At Centre Stage, giving less than 48 hours’ notice starts costing Scooby Snacks. Cancel within 24 hours and Fresha can retrieve 50% of the agreed snack allocation. Cancel on the day, or simply forget that Mother exists and fail to turn up at all, and Fresha can retrieve 100%. This is not Fresha rummaging through your pockets while you sleep. It is Fresha carrying out the policy attached to the Scooby Snack Card that you agreed to when you confirmed the appointment.
And then we come to reminders. Sometimes Hoomans see the words “your appointment may be cancelled” and apparently interpret them as “your appointment has been cancelled”. These are not the same sentence. “May be cancelled” means something could happen. “Will be cancelled” means it is definitely going to happen. “Has been cancelled” means somebody actually did it. I am a pug and even I can see that these are three different things.
Reminders are also a courtesy, not ownership of the appointment. If Mother tells me on Monday that we are going for a walk on Tuesday, I do not require an email, a WhatsApp message, a push notification and a small brass band on Tuesday morning before I consider the arrangement legally binding. I remember the walk. In fact, I begin reminding her about it several hours early.
So if you have booked somebody’s time and you no longer need it, cannot make it or have simply changed your mind, please tell them while there is still enough time for somebody else to use it. Forty-eight hours before the appointment is appropriate. Small businesses do not have an endless warehouse full of spare hours hidden out the back. They have one working day, divided into chunks, and once a chunk has passed it cannot ever be sold again.
Same with Scooby Snacks, really. Although if one of those goes missing, I probably know where it went.