I’m reading catalogues. Man, how boring.
I have to do up budgetary costings for extra fibres for some of the work needing done. At £20 per fibre, the costs quickly mount up especially when you need more than a hundred of the buggers.
And of course, the rain is coming down heavily reminding me that we’re at the height of summer for Northern Ireland. I can hear it thumping off the roof and there’s a chill draught coming in from outside.
I miss dancing a lot. It’d be nice if Lesley had any tolerance for it but she doesn’t like dancing or discos.