Thursday, 14th December, 2017.

06.10

“Lovely!”, he said, tricking himself. There is nothing lovely about it. The problem with not working is, getting up is hard. The lack of motivation is due to the pittance I am going to earn, and how little it will change anything.

Oh well. It’s nearly Christmas and you can’t help but succumb to the grinding of gears, as the world slows into limbo. There is always the new year for optimism.

Pass me the crack pipe and a mince pie. We’ll get through it, somehow?

08.58

Lambeth Road.

What a morning! It was Fucking freezing when we got off the train at Vauxhall. The wind was howling and it was, a good, ten minute walk to the job in the Lambeth Road.

When we arrived the site wasn’t even open.

Then, when it finally did open, it had no power for lighting. I wasn’t getting a good feeling about it.

Luckily, everything seems to be resolved now. Crackin’ On!

11.37

Never judge a job by the absolute disorganisation it starts with. The first fix is done and I’m almost back in Staines.

The only downside is that I still can’t feel my feet. They had the door open on the tiny site. This never helps when you have my low blood pressure.

Even though the sun had come up, The clear blue sky wasn’t containing any heat. It definitely dropped a couple of degrees from earlier.

My Website is now fixed. Normal talking bollocks and blogging can now resume