Distracting thoughts of that girl in the white dress
Distracting thoughts of that girl in the white dress

After sleeping well from earth moving and relief from thoughts of the girl in the white dress, we did manage a good working session but then got tired and weary in the hot sun and opted to rest.

A good meeting with the electrician about organising separate power for the new Harnser and then lunch at McDonalds on the way home during which the US visiting wartime bomber caused huge traffic congestion. Arrangements to see Mum in the morning and help Debbie with her Maths revision before an early night

I slept very well after my exertions during yesterday and indiscretions in the evening, and was awake by 6.00am though rather groggy. I was first to stagger out and get the drinks and breakfast and then Steve was quickest to get working whilst I phoned home for news about Debbie's exams. A good working session before the electricity installation man arrived by appointment at 10.00am to discuss how a separate service could be provided for the new boatshed. He had a remarkable instrument that could locate the cables under the ground, and we agreed a strategy for making a connection so that he could go away and quote us for it. The idea is that they issue us with the materials, we dig the trench and then they come and make the final connection by arrangement.

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Back to our work and then, by the time it was lunchtime despite several breaks I was getting very tired and weary in the hot sun and so decided that we had done enough. All of the vicinity of the boat-shed site was now levelled with the area by the road also covered with shingle and made much tidier. There remained a large heap of spoil on the lawn but that will have to be moved next week. Steven and I gathered our things together and then had a bath before clearing up and setting off back home. We were tired but pleased with our achievements as we drove back even if we were almost too weary even to make conversation.

Lunch at McDonalds and then onwards in traffic made busier by the historic return to Norfolk of a wartime U.S. bomber plane that everybody had come to the Norwich area to see again. The traffic was to plague and delay us, but I was still home in time for tea and even found time to telephone Mum with the final arrangements for my visit tomorrow. I had come back this evening to spend some time with Deborah to help her to revise for her maths test in the morning and we did well, considering how tired I was. There was a bit of mail for me and a few other things, but I was pleased to get to bed quite early.