The Sage has been looking after me very well, starting with tea in bed and going on to cooking my lunch for me, having lit the fire and all. We had the children in the afternoon, as Dilly and Al had an appointment in Norwich. At seven o’clock, I took them back home to get ready for bed, only to find that the key didn’t work – Al lost his door key a couple of months ago, changed the lock and then found it (it had fallen from his keyring, but turned up in his van) and thought he’d given us a new key. Anyway, I read to them their bedtime stories until their parents arrived home.
I’ll do final Wall posts as soon as I can – if you read Dave’s blog then you’ll have seen them there already. He sent me one photo of the finished structure, but it’s late now and I have to get going early tomorrow again. The Sage’s business email has been down this evening, which is a pain as I’ve a quite urgent letter to get off, and I haven’t got the chap’s address except in the Sage’s account. I’ll try again first thing tomorrow, but I’ve got to leave here by 7.30. It was nearly 5 o’clock when I finally got home yesterday, having reached Liverpool Street at 12.00. I should have been back here two hours later, or three allowing for the notified Sunday service. This is a scheduled programme of work on the line, it’s quite remarkable that the alternative arrangements always come over as so scrappily put together.
Anyway, having been unexpectedly busy with children when I’d expected to work, and then had a long chat to Ro this evening, and not having got very much going at all this morning, I’ve not got a lot of work done. I haven’t worked out my route for tomorrow yet, I’ll have to look up buses on the phone when I’m on the train.
Horrible weather, at least I didn’t have rain to cope with yesterday.