March 22nd

In Some extra pain today thanks to all the shovelling from yesterday, so I spend today moving more blocks, measuring them for Pops to wield the Stihl saw at- but I do this whilst sporting a very sexy face mask, which restricts breathing and turns it into a very clammy affair. That coupled with my restricted breathing from my rib incident and I end up quite claustrophobic. Ne'er mind- show must go on. More beer and a lovely moist carrot cake provided by our catering dept. (think we provide mick with endless amusement, bringing cake and fancy lunches. in our "posh bag" and Dad constantly trying to do a health and safety makeover on him!- safe to say he's worked in the trade for 30years and not worked on a similar site!) Chief scaffolder man (official job title I'm sure!) came today to plan what system he could use on our very tight plot. He's been pre-warned that he and his lads shouldn't swear when they come to work as there is an "innocent" ahem "lady" double ahem! on site.