I’m happy with today, it’s what I expected. Barring major snags we will be done on time. I’m back clearing the other half of this warehouse but with much better knowledge than I had. And there’s a much higher proportion of undressed wood and of decent metal. It isn’t gonna cost as much as the last job.
Last van today went out loaded with wood that will be used by two of the lads. Canice has a Dutch Barge and this, in exchange for labour, is gonna make it possible for him to clad the interiors and make it look super sexy. Jethro knows he can use it on his allotment also in exchange for labour. But if you’re spending on the materials you’re much less inclined to do the labour in the first place. Free good wood. I’ve been angry about none of it going anywhere for weeks.
I spent half the day in hi-vis and the other half in a cashmere jumper and chinos, that have become my work wear. If you look closely you’ll see that they’re both fucked – I’ve got better versions of both, jumpers lovingly darned, chinos with mended pockets. These can be sacrificed to work clothes and mean I’m well turned out on site. I’m sorely tempted to bring a frock coat tomorrow and wear it with a hi-vis and hat for some photos for the website. It’ll go with the brand.
Tomorrow I’ll be throwing load after load of good unpainted timber that has barely been screwed. I’ve tried though. I know people could use it but this time it just gets shredded. Fuck it. At least it’s going to a reasonably ethical power plant situation. But first I’ll have to pay to dump it.
I’m knackered though and tomorrow will be long. Keeping his short as all I really wanna do is sleep. Lou is three hours ahead and she only got home two hours ago and it’s too late for me now. I hope they don’t work my lovely lady too hard out there for musical theatreland…
AlBarclay 