We had a recruitment drive last week. And we've learned stuff about ourselves as potential employers, and remembered stuff about having employees from days gone by that has decided Mr Dunnit. It's going to stay at just him and me. If we can't fit the work in, we decline it. Simple. Relatively stress free. And so, just to keep my feet on the ground, today's delivery of particularly heavy oak boards fell to me. I got the van stuck in the mud of the car park (field) that I was directed to use. The bright side....5 or 6 builder types had to help push the van out. The dark side.....5 or 6 builder types with their shoulders to the bonnet of my van whispering to each other that I had the handbrake on whilst they were pushing. The bright side....I'm not afraid of that sort of implication - I jumped out of the van, offered one of them the job at the steering wheel and took his place at the bonnet. The even brighter side......my fantastic pushing ability got the job done and freed the van. And the darker side...of course, I was showered with mud from the spinning tyres.
|bepattered and filthy. Must have been on site then.|
Ah well. I didn't hurt my feet!
Deskers who may have tuned in for news - Patsy has posted post-storm (HERE) which I presume means that (as she and Peggy are neighbours) they and their immediate families are at least safe. More, and ways to help too, on Patsy's blog, and we'll arrange ourselves a bit for an update on Wednesday too.