It’s the start of another week folks!
The day has dawned, foggy and wet, but at least it’s warm.
Walking the dog we wore our yellow coats just in case it started to rain again before we got back.
It’s been raining practically all night. Not that it bothers us being on a boat and all, in fact the gentle caress of the rain on the roof was the perfect lullaby to send us back into the land of nod after a few moments of consciousness.
My fault I’m afraid. The hot flushes are persistent, so I fling the covers off only for Hubby to wake up shivering beside me.
My knee has also been playing up and not being able to get comfy, I’ve been restless. Apparently I have been doing bicycle movements in my sleep which disturbs Hubby as I kick him, so he’s taken to putting a pillow between us to act as a protection barrier.
It’s another five sessions of treatment this week, and although I’ve only been up an hour, I’m exhausted. This is all to be expected, so I shall simply plod along. Only nine to go.
We believe more work is due to be done in the other basin this week.
Here we are at 10.30am and nothing is happening yet. There are no unfamiliar vehicles in the car park and no strange people wandering around with or without clip boards and hard hats. Maybe they’re waiting for the rain to stop/fog to lift/bacon and eggs to be cooked before setting off from base.
We overheard a conversation this morning on our way out with the dog and it appears that although the electricity bollards had been removed, the wiring wasn’t. It’s not clear as to whether this was an oversight or the bollard guys were unqualified to do it and hadn’t arranged the necessary B team for the job.
To us simple folk, this may be a problem as they can’t exactly tear out the pontoons if there are still ‘strings’ attached. Another delay.
I hope the contract is for work done, not the timeframe to complete the job. They’re running about 4 weeks late by our reckoning, and have only worked 4 days in that.