Another frustrating week where my full-time role seemed to be telling people, via calls, emails and reports, how busy I am.
Spoke to a colleague in the Cloud space, he mentioned that my name had been mentioned on a recent team call, but still no movement from where I am sitting. I think I know that actually, the changes have not yet filtered down to us bottom-feeders, however I am also very conscious that I need to not drop off the radar. Tried to hassle my contact, no response as yet, so need to become the stone in the shoe.
At home, Maggot 2 is ill, again. Doctors seem to find nothing wrong, but it is driving us slowly mad, coz he has a hacking cough, headache and sore throat, and at various time other bits of his body aching, so it could just be a virus, but we are also concerned that it was only three weeks ago he was last ill, on holiday in Blackpool.
This weekend has therefore changed. No clubs for Maggot 2, much to his dismay, and Maggot 1 even left for school to day "not feeling right", so our weekend could indeed be another frustrating one.
I do hope to finish the preparation in the garden for the new turf to cover the bare patch, then I will be jet-washing the (as yet unused) patio in readiness for sealing it. We just need to find some spare change down the back of the settee to buy furniture, pots, architectural plants and a tray of herbs, the latter planning to be put on to the Singer sewing machine base with marble top table I have just cleaned up and repainted.
I hope you have a great weekend, and speak next week.
Friday, 17 April 2015
Unpleasantly busy, being escalated all over the place.
Weekend will be busy too, but in a different way. Sports for Maggots, night out for adults, probably some gardening in between.
And when I say gardening, right now I mean digging out the dead bit of lawn* sufficiently to lay new turn in the shallow hole made. Also, genius idea that is also a stupid idea, deciding to re-purpose the topsoil relinquished from the hole to top-dress the rest of the lawn. This is a great idea, apart from the time it takes to turn grotty diggings in to fine, stone- and weed-free soil.
Also taking the chance to cut out some tree roots that protrude in the lawn, currently the perfect tool for breaking kneecaps. LO is worried that the tree will fall down. Make a note to tell her about trees and roots.
Hope you have a great weekend, speak next week.
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* it was first where the trampoline used to be, which partly killed it, followed by being the goal mouth for the (then) new goal, which finished it off.
Weekend will be busy too, but in a different way. Sports for Maggots, night out for adults, probably some gardening in between.
And when I say gardening, right now I mean digging out the dead bit of lawn* sufficiently to lay new turn in the shallow hole made. Also, genius idea that is also a stupid idea, deciding to re-purpose the topsoil relinquished from the hole to top-dress the rest of the lawn. This is a great idea, apart from the time it takes to turn grotty diggings in to fine, stone- and weed-free soil.
Also taking the chance to cut out some tree roots that protrude in the lawn, currently the perfect tool for breaking kneecaps. LO is worried that the tree will fall down. Make a note to tell her about trees and roots.
Hope you have a great weekend, speak next week.
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* it was first where the trampoline used to be, which partly killed it, followed by being the goal mouth for the (then) new goal, which finished it off.
Friday, 10 April 2015
And . . . relax
Maggot 1 has a sleepover party today/tonight. Ten teenage boys, the size of men, camped out in the front room. They are out playing football just now, but when back they will be on XBox, take-away pizza later and a camping fridge full of drinks.
They will have great fun. We will not. Can't even drink too much in case we need to take one of them down A&E. May seem extreme thinking, but have you ever seen ten thirteen year old boys in one room?
Tomorrow, I hope to finish the fence staining, and then start of cleaning the new, as yet unused patio, ready for sealing.
I hope you have a peaceful weekend, speak next week.
They will have great fun. We will not. Can't even drink too much in case we need to take one of them down A&E. May seem extreme thinking, but have you ever seen ten thirteen year old boys in one room?
Tomorrow, I hope to finish the fence staining, and then start of cleaning the new, as yet unused patio, ready for sealing.
I hope you have a peaceful weekend, speak next week.
Tuesday, 7 April 2015
Time off for good behaviour
We had a good break away. Well, to be precise, it was nice to have time off with the family, but the location itself was not that great.
We had a week away near Blackpool, a static 'van site near Southport to be precise, which was something of a ghetto. It had no redeeming features that we were able to find. The site was tatty, and the bar atmosphere was less than friendly*.
Blackpool tower and ballroom were great. In the fabled ballroom, there was a guy on a Wurlitzer and an open dance afternoon in progress, so we watched some dancing, which was nice. The revamped promenade was well done, so walking on there looking out to sea was fine. Turn your gaze towards the "strip" and what you saw was much more tatty than we had expected, so overall it was a disappointing destination.
Southport, our local town, was more of a surprise. None that we had spoken to before we went said much about it, but we found it to be charming, with (definitely faded but in a good way) Victorian architecture, a lake just in from the sea around which one could walk, those of a hardier disposition could partake of water-sports, and one could get an ice-cream, some fish and chips or just play on the well-provisioned playground.
We also did a tour of Anfield, and that was really fantastic. The guy who took us round was entertaining and enthusiastic, and the atmosphere, heritage and passion for football was evident all around the ground. Liverpool are now my second team.
This weekend, I have mostly been doing fences. To be precise, yesterday I sprayed, but the previous days I had been preparing surfaces, jet-washing off the algae and generally readying the wooden surfaces for their day of glory.
So yesterday, from 8am to around 4pm, I slowly sprayed the shed and a good portion of the fences. Gorse Fox wanted to know whether a spraying system is worth having, and I would say that it definitely is worth it. The treatment is more expensive that standard brush-on variants, but actually as time is money**, then it was money well spent. I did run out, and we went up to Homebase to get some more, only to find that they were out, apparently all-but ransacked during the four day weekend, so it seems that I was not the only one spraying this weekend.
It runs on four D batteries, and I did change batteries once, though not sure if I was a bit premature since the loss of power may well have been slight blocking of the delivery hose. But, you do need to factor in battery cost as well, since four cost around six to eight pounds.
I adopted a spray and brush technique. The spray definitely gets the coat on the panel, but following up with a brush seems to help to even it out, fill in the gaps and generally provide a smoother and more regular finish. At the start, I did overdose on spray, so the brushing left plenty of excess treatment on the brush, which I then used for the top of the back fence (it has a one foot lattice top, to make the fence higher and harder to climb for anyone who may want to get in to our garden from the allotment) and other missed areas. I also used a sheet along the bottom to minimise the amount of spray that went on the edges, and by the end that really was soaked through, so you can easily waste treatment if you are not careful.
I managed to do a shed of sixteen foot by ten foot, and maybe twenty or so six foot fence panels, which took just over four tubs of treatment, and in the round, probably not much more than one set of four D batteries.
I chose a colour this time***, mid-brown oak, and it has brought the garden together nicely. Just need to get the disaster of a lawn fixed up a bit and it may start to resemble a normal garden of sorts.
One word of warning, you do need to do it when there is no wind, zero wind being the best. There is a mist of spray that can form if you spray from the recommended nine inches distance - I found doing it much closer for the edges reduced this - and if Google is to be believed, others have experienced windows and frames coated in treatment from a neighbour's spraying during windy conditions.
This evening, we are going over to Brighton to meet up with Brad and Angelina, who are staying there for a few days, for a meal. It is their twentieth wedding anniversary - so all the jokes about being free had it been murder should surface - and we hope to go to Jamie's for some Italian dining. Can't wait.
Have a good, short, week, and speak on Friday hopefully.
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* including open staring at these five-fingered interlopers
** perhaps less so for those retired, but nevertheless, there must be a dozen things more enjoyable to be doing that painting fences
*** I think I have said before that last time, I used a clear treatment, and when I had finished I had nothing to "show" for all my hard work
We had a week away near Blackpool, a static 'van site near Southport to be precise, which was something of a ghetto. It had no redeeming features that we were able to find. The site was tatty, and the bar atmosphere was less than friendly*.
Blackpool tower and ballroom were great. In the fabled ballroom, there was a guy on a Wurlitzer and an open dance afternoon in progress, so we watched some dancing, which was nice. The revamped promenade was well done, so walking on there looking out to sea was fine. Turn your gaze towards the "strip" and what you saw was much more tatty than we had expected, so overall it was a disappointing destination.
Southport, our local town, was more of a surprise. None that we had spoken to before we went said much about it, but we found it to be charming, with (definitely faded but in a good way) Victorian architecture, a lake just in from the sea around which one could walk, those of a hardier disposition could partake of water-sports, and one could get an ice-cream, some fish and chips or just play on the well-provisioned playground.
We also did a tour of Anfield, and that was really fantastic. The guy who took us round was entertaining and enthusiastic, and the atmosphere, heritage and passion for football was evident all around the ground. Liverpool are now my second team.
This weekend, I have mostly been doing fences. To be precise, yesterday I sprayed, but the previous days I had been preparing surfaces, jet-washing off the algae and generally readying the wooden surfaces for their day of glory.
So yesterday, from 8am to around 4pm, I slowly sprayed the shed and a good portion of the fences. Gorse Fox wanted to know whether a spraying system is worth having, and I would say that it definitely is worth it. The treatment is more expensive that standard brush-on variants, but actually as time is money**, then it was money well spent. I did run out, and we went up to Homebase to get some more, only to find that they were out, apparently all-but ransacked during the four day weekend, so it seems that I was not the only one spraying this weekend.
It runs on four D batteries, and I did change batteries once, though not sure if I was a bit premature since the loss of power may well have been slight blocking of the delivery hose. But, you do need to factor in battery cost as well, since four cost around six to eight pounds.
I adopted a spray and brush technique. The spray definitely gets the coat on the panel, but following up with a brush seems to help to even it out, fill in the gaps and generally provide a smoother and more regular finish. At the start, I did overdose on spray, so the brushing left plenty of excess treatment on the brush, which I then used for the top of the back fence (it has a one foot lattice top, to make the fence higher and harder to climb for anyone who may want to get in to our garden from the allotment) and other missed areas. I also used a sheet along the bottom to minimise the amount of spray that went on the edges, and by the end that really was soaked through, so you can easily waste treatment if you are not careful.
I managed to do a shed of sixteen foot by ten foot, and maybe twenty or so six foot fence panels, which took just over four tubs of treatment, and in the round, probably not much more than one set of four D batteries.
I chose a colour this time***, mid-brown oak, and it has brought the garden together nicely. Just need to get the disaster of a lawn fixed up a bit and it may start to resemble a normal garden of sorts.
One word of warning, you do need to do it when there is no wind, zero wind being the best. There is a mist of spray that can form if you spray from the recommended nine inches distance - I found doing it much closer for the edges reduced this - and if Google is to be believed, others have experienced windows and frames coated in treatment from a neighbour's spraying during windy conditions.
This evening, we are going over to Brighton to meet up with Brad and Angelina, who are staying there for a few days, for a meal. It is their twentieth wedding anniversary - so all the jokes about being free had it been murder should surface - and we hope to go to Jamie's for some Italian dining. Can't wait.
Have a good, short, week, and speak on Friday hopefully.
===========================
* including open staring at these five-fingered interlopers
** perhaps less so for those retired, but nevertheless, there must be a dozen things more enjoyable to be doing that painting fences
*** I think I have said before that last time, I used a clear treatment, and when I had finished I had nothing to "show" for all my hard work
Saturday, 28 March 2015
And . . . relax. Perhaps too relaxed
Yes, I know, it is Saturday. I have had a very hard week. LO has been working late, 10.30pm, 9pm, 11.30pm, 10.15pm and 7pm respectively this week. I have also been maxed out at work, closing down all the loose ends, or as many as I can, before I have time off, chasing the revenue, filling in the gaps for the reduced workforce, etc. etc. etc. This has all taken its toll, not least on the writing of blogs.
As for time off next week, due to a greatly reduced team, and the fact that those of us - count them, one, two - still in our UK team are both off next week, I am likely going to have to work a bit. That equates to me being available by phone when I am out and about, and then doing a bit of connected work - email, approvals, escalations - late afternoon in to early evening. Not ideal, but needs must, and it avoids any nasty issues. It did not help that a colleague, who was "only doing her job" decided to send a broadcast email, on which she had cc'd a number of influential managers, asking how I intended to cover next week when both myself and my esteemed UK-based colleague were both off. Nice touch that. Anyway, to cut a long story short*, I will sort of muddle through next week, and Luge it.
Today is a significant day in Scobi towers. On this day, thirteen years ago, Maggot 1 came in to the world, via the usual route, at around 2.30pm. We have a family breakfast planned for ten o'clock, us and our parents and one grand-parent, appropriately known as Gee Gee** attending for the obligatory "haven't you grown" type discussions. We plan to indulge in the full English variety of sustenance, with veggie variants for the dodgier members of the group, and I for one cannot wait.
For the rest of the day, we will be preparing for our trip tomorrow. For me that means:
I hope you have a great weekend, and speak next week.
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* Yes please. Ed.
** Short for great grandmother, of course
*** duh!
**** Last time I used clear, not wanting any bold re-colouring of our fences, only to realise that that represents a very unsatisfactory end result - hours of effort but it looks no different. This year I want all the fences, the play area surround and the shed to all be the same colour, to unify them, and for them to be a colour that we can all see when it is done so that there is something to show for all my hard work.
As for time off next week, due to a greatly reduced team, and the fact that those of us - count them, one, two - still in our UK team are both off next week, I am likely going to have to work a bit. That equates to me being available by phone when I am out and about, and then doing a bit of connected work - email, approvals, escalations - late afternoon in to early evening. Not ideal, but needs must, and it avoids any nasty issues. It did not help that a colleague, who was "only doing her job" decided to send a broadcast email, on which she had cc'd a number of influential managers, asking how I intended to cover next week when both myself and my esteemed UK-based colleague were both off. Nice touch that. Anyway, to cut a long story short*, I will sort of muddle through next week, and Luge it.
Today is a significant day in Scobi towers. On this day, thirteen years ago, Maggot 1 came in to the world, via the usual route, at around 2.30pm. We have a family breakfast planned for ten o'clock, us and our parents and one grand-parent, appropriately known as Gee Gee** attending for the obligatory "haven't you grown" type discussions. We plan to indulge in the full English variety of sustenance, with veggie variants for the dodgier members of the group, and I for one cannot wait.
For the rest of the day, we will be preparing for our trip tomorrow. For me that means:
- Going to the 'van to get the topper foam
- Getting the car washed (probably gonna cheat and spend three pounds at the local "conveyor belt in a tunnel" car wash)
- Checking tyres, fluids and other general items for the car, such as tissues, wet-wipes and the like
- Getting chainsaw oil, for the chainsaw***, for a pruning of apple tree and maybe bush
- More detergent for the jet wash, so I am ready for the jet wash action planned for the garden - to clean the winter's grot from the patio, and also to clear several years of moss growth on the fences, in preparation for their treating, with a mid brown colour**** using our newly acquired spraying system
- Fitting the roof bars and top box - the foam takes a lot of space
- Bribing Maggot 1 to hoover the insides.
I hope you have a great weekend, and speak next week.
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* Yes please. Ed.
** Short for great grandmother, of course
*** duh!
**** Last time I used clear, not wanting any bold re-colouring of our fences, only to realise that that represents a very unsatisfactory end result - hours of effort but it looks no different. This year I want all the fences, the play area surround and the shed to all be the same colour, to unify them, and for them to be a colour that we can all see when it is done so that there is something to show for all my hard work.
Thursday, 26 March 2015
Friday, 20 March 2015
And . . . relax
The working weeks are passing with a blur at the moment, and that means I am sitting here on a Friday wondering where the last five days went.
It has been another hard week; another week where my colleagues and I are feeling the impact of the last round of redundancies. That is life, I believe, in the corporate world. I imagine anyone in a similar corporate culture is likely experiencing the same kinds of things.
The world is changing, with everything being instant access, 24/7, so users, people, and clients, are expecting every part of their home and working life to be the same. This is putting pressure on us and our corporations, who are large lumbering beasts in a land of new pure-play whippets. We are trying to change, trying to shed some pounds and some organisational inertia, working towards being an agile company, but that will take time, and to follow through on the "large lumbering beasts" analogy, many species may become extinct along the way, so only the leanest and fastest amongst us survive. I just hope I can keep ahead of the pack.
This weekend we are pretty busy. Maggot 2 has football training at his new club Saturday, and his first friendly hopefully Sunday. To say he is excited is not the half of it. Around that we have lunch at my parents and my sister's family on Saturday, and lunch at David and Samantha's with Brad and Angelina Sunday.
It is going to be a busy weekend and, I fear, a fairly alcoholic one. Oh how long ago my dry January feels right now.
I hope you have a great weekend, speak next week.
It has been another hard week; another week where my colleagues and I are feeling the impact of the last round of redundancies. That is life, I believe, in the corporate world. I imagine anyone in a similar corporate culture is likely experiencing the same kinds of things.
The world is changing, with everything being instant access, 24/7, so users, people, and clients, are expecting every part of their home and working life to be the same. This is putting pressure on us and our corporations, who are large lumbering beasts in a land of new pure-play whippets. We are trying to change, trying to shed some pounds and some organisational inertia, working towards being an agile company, but that will take time, and to follow through on the "large lumbering beasts" analogy, many species may become extinct along the way, so only the leanest and fastest amongst us survive. I just hope I can keep ahead of the pack.
This weekend we are pretty busy. Maggot 2 has football training at his new club Saturday, and his first friendly hopefully Sunday. To say he is excited is not the half of it. Around that we have lunch at my parents and my sister's family on Saturday, and lunch at David and Samantha's with Brad and Angelina Sunday.
It is going to be a busy weekend and, I fear, a fairly alcoholic one. Oh how long ago my dry January feels right now.
I hope you have a great weekend, speak next week.
Friday, 13 March 2015
And . . . relax
Another busy and frantic week over. Work is hard work at the moment. I don't mean I am working hard, though I am; rather, I mean that it is all a bit stodgy and lacking any fizz or fun. This is simply because we have less people and more work. Not so surprising that morale and energies are low. As our furry friend would say, simples.
This weekend we are off to the theatre to see Cirque Éloize - Cirkopolis. I have been fed the line that this is "very much like Cirque du Soleil", and being a trusting chap, I am sure it will be just like that.
Not having even known its name until I just Googled it - everything I am told is on a strictly need to know basis, and mostly I don't need to know - I have to say that it does look rather splendid. Full report next week.
We are meeting Brad and Angelina there, and are very much looking forward to the day out, and to seeing them.
Maggot 2 is also moving to a new football setup on Saturday mornings. This is training for a team, and although their matches are over for now, they need a new striker, the training is at the same time as the old football, and Maggot 2 is very much looking forward to it since his goal is to "get in to a team" since he knows that only by getting in to a team does he get scouted, and only by being scouted can he early one-hundred and eighty thousand pounds a week. Never let it be said that he doesn't aim high.
Otherwise, I hope to be a relaxin' and a noddin'.
I hope your weekend is as well balanced as ours will hopefully be. Speak next week.
This weekend we are off to the theatre to see Cirque Éloize - Cirkopolis. I have been fed the line that this is "very much like Cirque du Soleil", and being a trusting chap, I am sure it will be just like that.
Not having even known its name until I just Googled it - everything I am told is on a strictly need to know basis, and mostly I don't need to know - I have to say that it does look rather splendid. Full report next week.
We are meeting Brad and Angelina there, and are very much looking forward to the day out, and to seeing them.
Maggot 2 is also moving to a new football setup on Saturday mornings. This is training for a team, and although their matches are over for now, they need a new striker, the training is at the same time as the old football, and Maggot 2 is very much looking forward to it since his goal is to "get in to a team" since he knows that only by getting in to a team does he get scouted, and only by being scouted can he early one-hundred and eighty thousand pounds a week. Never let it be said that he doesn't aim high.
Otherwise, I hope to be a relaxin' and a noddin'.
I hope your weekend is as well balanced as ours will hopefully be. Speak next week.
Wednesday, 11 March 2015
It is Wednesday, so it must be tennis
We had a great weekend.
The theatre back stage tour was fantastic. We saw everything, from the under-stage area, where we learnt that the stage is modular, so they can remove sections for trap-doors or other reasons, through to costumes, wigs, dressing rooms (nice!), back stage, front stage, on stage and the control room.
What I really enjoyed was the fact that the design of the building, which is hexagonal with a thrust stage, was so important. It was built in the sixties, with a budget of something like £150k, with a design brief to be cheap and honest. That would be around £1.5m in today's money. The fact that they have just been through a Renew program which cost around £11m makes you realise how cheap it was originally. In design terms, they adhered to the "form follows function" paradigm, and also "truth in materials", so there is plenty of exposed concrete elements, including the cantilevered load-bearing elements, and followed through to the newly laid polished concrete flooring in various zones of the foyer.
The low build price did come with a hitch; there was not back-stage area in the original building. They had to winch props and staging up the back from outside the structure. Needless to say a back stage was added, and expanded in the Renew program.
One nice touch was the floor in the Green Room. It was made of very thin wood strips, highly polished, with cracks and gaps and general imperfections. It turns out that that flooring was the original stage floor, which was lifted and re-laid in the Green Room, to provide some continuity back to the original structure, one on which the first Artistic Director, Sir Laurence Olivier, had walked when it first opened.
I also managed both the repair jobs on the 'van, so hopefully it is now waterproof again, and with a fully functioning double bed.
Oh, and we have booked our Summer Holiday at long last.
The theatre back stage tour was fantastic. We saw everything, from the under-stage area, where we learnt that the stage is modular, so they can remove sections for trap-doors or other reasons, through to costumes, wigs, dressing rooms (nice!), back stage, front stage, on stage and the control room.
What I really enjoyed was the fact that the design of the building, which is hexagonal with a thrust stage, was so important. It was built in the sixties, with a budget of something like £150k, with a design brief to be cheap and honest. That would be around £1.5m in today's money. The fact that they have just been through a Renew program which cost around £11m makes you realise how cheap it was originally. In design terms, they adhered to the "form follows function" paradigm, and also "truth in materials", so there is plenty of exposed concrete elements, including the cantilevered load-bearing elements, and followed through to the newly laid polished concrete flooring in various zones of the foyer.
The low build price did come with a hitch; there was not back-stage area in the original building. They had to winch props and staging up the back from outside the structure. Needless to say a back stage was added, and expanded in the Renew program.
One nice touch was the floor in the Green Room. It was made of very thin wood strips, highly polished, with cracks and gaps and general imperfections. It turns out that that flooring was the original stage floor, which was lifted and re-laid in the Green Room, to provide some continuity back to the original structure, one on which the first Artistic Director, Sir Laurence Olivier, had walked when it first opened.
I also managed both the repair jobs on the 'van, so hopefully it is now waterproof again, and with a fully functioning double bed.
Oh, and we have booked our Summer Holiday at long last.
Friday, 6 March 2015
And . . . relax
The second round of redundancies kicked in yesterday, so there were a few notes flying round from colleagues, saying what a great time they have had, what great people they have worked with, etc. etc.
It is always a bit of a fraught time. Those going obviously need to be polishing off their CVs and getting out there, and those being left behind carry on as if nothing has happened, albeit we know that things will be a bit more difficult as a result of fewer troops in the ranks.
Of course, for some, this also offers opportunity, including me. I pinged one of my contacts, asking if anything had moved, to be told that nothing could move until after yesterday*, but that my name was on a list.
That is all I need to hear for now.
This weekend, we start with a back-stage tour of the Festival Theatre. LO keeps dropping suggestions to the Maggots about either getting in to acting, or sound/lights back of house, so maybe this will be a catalyst to getting them interested. if not, it will be an interesting experience, and one to which I am very much looking forward.
I also hope to get down to the 'van to carry out a couple of modest repair jobs. The corner seals at the back on both sides has cracked (surprising when it is non-drying mastic) so needs replacing. Also, one of the bed slats has broken - Maggots, trampoline, say no more - so I need to reinforce and No Nails that.
Finally, we have a night in, which is just what the doctor ordered. A bit of vegging out, and also watching one of our films**. We watched The Equaliser last night**, and have The Grand Budapest Hotel tonight.
I hope you have a great weekend, and speak next week.
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* both bad show, and also questionable legally, to be filling new roles whilst those on death row are still in the organisation
** LO had a mad five minutes, and has enrolled in one of the "mail out two DVDs at a time" services, can't remember which one, so we are starting to catch up on some films
*** Six out of ten. I liked the "arty bollox" but not the big violence scenes, LO did not even like the arty bits
It is always a bit of a fraught time. Those going obviously need to be polishing off their CVs and getting out there, and those being left behind carry on as if nothing has happened, albeit we know that things will be a bit more difficult as a result of fewer troops in the ranks.
Of course, for some, this also offers opportunity, including me. I pinged one of my contacts, asking if anything had moved, to be told that nothing could move until after yesterday*, but that my name was on a list.
That is all I need to hear for now.
This weekend, we start with a back-stage tour of the Festival Theatre. LO keeps dropping suggestions to the Maggots about either getting in to acting, or sound/lights back of house, so maybe this will be a catalyst to getting them interested. if not, it will be an interesting experience, and one to which I am very much looking forward.
I also hope to get down to the 'van to carry out a couple of modest repair jobs. The corner seals at the back on both sides has cracked (surprising when it is non-drying mastic) so needs replacing. Also, one of the bed slats has broken - Maggots, trampoline, say no more - so I need to reinforce and No Nails that.
Finally, we have a night in, which is just what the doctor ordered. A bit of vegging out, and also watching one of our films**. We watched The Equaliser last night**, and have The Grand Budapest Hotel tonight.
I hope you have a great weekend, and speak next week.
=====================
* both bad show, and also questionable legally, to be filling new roles whilst those on death row are still in the organisation
** LO had a mad five minutes, and has enrolled in one of the "mail out two DVDs at a time" services, can't remember which one, so we are starting to catch up on some films
*** Six out of ten. I liked the "arty bollox" but not the big violence scenes, LO did not even like the arty bits
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