Oh wow, this should be right up my street being a retired number cruncher and all!
Numbers were my forte at work, give me a list of them and I’d balance them twenty different ways, which as it turned out was exactly what I had to do when I was an analyst!
I fused a calculator once as it couldn’t keep up with me and the company had to purchase one that stored fifteen numbers other than the one being punched in. I could set myself up at my desk and without looking at the keyboard, tally them up and they’d be right first time. Balancing the books was also a matter of professional pride and if there was an error, it was easily found.
But how can I use numbers for Frank’s theme this week? I haven’t got a picture of my desk, calculator or spreadsheets (boring anyway), so I’m reverting back to our boating days and our final trip taking her up for brokerage.
I documented it all (posts with a pre-fix of Final Trip if anyone wants to read them), including the 97 locks en route, though this was probably my favourite which left us only three more to go before reaching our final destination.
However, the most exhilarating experience was the Hatton Flight, which has 21 locks in it,
dropping 146 feet into the valley over a distance of 2½ miles.
With the help of a friend, it took us three and a half hours to complete.
That particular day, we actually went through 27 locks, and I was dipping more than a kingfisher!
This is us berthed at the top of the flight (lock 46)
Happy days and lovely memories.