Suddenly there’s loads of people. We are building up to Dday so there’s gonna be a lot to do and more people will make it more possible to delegate. I think it was tricky when it was just Darren up there for a few days, so now we are all back we have helpers.
I’m still exhausted and feeling very ineloquent. I had some paint made up as apparently they needed it at the Trocadero, but I was sent to an entrance where I could at least stop the van but my drop off contact went completely off radar for an hour. I eventually just left it in the corner and sent a “how to find your stuff” video, as it felt a bit like they were making me wait because they had had to wait. I’ve got too much to do for games, but at least my pass is working again.
I saw the Eiffel Tower close up for the first time since I’ve been in town. Even had time when I was waiting to take a photo.
It’s all steaming towards us now. I am doing what I can, we all are, to try and make this a worthwhile event for France. It’s a huge thing, it’s beginning to look amazing, like with London everyone is worrying about the outlay… I really hope that it realises the potential it has. I want to be involved in something bright.
Right now I’m just wondering where the hell all the harnesses went when I’m away. I’m dreaming the dream. There’s a lot to think about, a lot to do and a load of random consumables lost somewhere near Paris.
I’ve got screws now, for however long. I’ve got staples. I just don’t have much else. And I’m tired again. It’s eleven. I had beer last night with the football and I’m not as good at early mornings after that as I used to be.
Helping. I’m still keeping my end up when I’m here. I can really feel the five days I was off backing up into my workload now I’m back. I’m gonna try and fall asleep in my hot little noisy room in Noisy. I’m glad that at least it’s summer here. It sounds like it all went to tits again in England. Concentrate, people! Dammit.
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