A nice bit of this

I fired up the pooter at 7.30am and I haven't been off it since, apart from 20 mins to take Alice to school this morning and a short meeting with the council at lunchtime at which they told us (with three days notice) that we can't draw power from sockets in the market.

So we are now (almost literally) scouring the streets for a last minute generous generator provider. It's either that or ask the lovely food stalls with their wondrous international menus to stick to cheese sandwiches and salad because they can't cook anything. I don't know about you but I don't fancy a light, well dressed salad outside in December.

I just wonder why it's taken two months and three well paid staff members to find this gem of information out so that we volunteers, well me anyway, then has to stay up until midnight to try to resolve a problem of their making. Ee gads.

I bet they dined on steak (and salad) this evening, washed down with a nice vintage...

This episode aside, things are moving on apace and it's now a mere two days to lift off. So much to do, so little time; but whoop, with (jingle) bells on!