So Saturday was a weekend in one day. The morning swimming lessons were fun. Dylan and Mitchell were split up by Keith to stop them playing about during the lesson. Cue much banter between the two families about the 'bad influence' of the others son! In the afternoon Harriet and I played a bit of frisbee in Warley Woods. The wind made it a quiet a challenge. Dylan basically just threw himself around on the grass for fun. Watched 'The Terminal', which was nice.
Sunday was a work day. Down on site by lunchtime. The handover didn't ammount to much. Things still seem quite quiet. By myself in the hotel and a book during the evening meal. Reading Stuart Maconies Cider WIth Roadies which is very entertaining. Suprised to see that he still lives just around the corner from me in Quinton.
Today I'm trying to get a handle of the progress of the job on site. Throwing out duplicate snag lists, updating change logs, generally being a bit pro-active. If nothing else it's helping to make the day go faster and the job seem less daunting. Phoned Jacq at lunchtime to learn that our fish died this morning. Poor old fishy. Oh well, as Jacq said, at least we've got room for a microwave now!