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Sep 04, 2009 09:45

Things are ticking along ok here. Home is fine; Ali and I have been taking it very easy. Bank holiday weekend was just what we needed - very low key. I found a beautiful nature reserve only a 1/2 mile or so from our house, which I went for a long run round. Other than that I spent the time playing with Jess and generally taking it easy ( Read more... )

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friend_of_tofu September 4 2009, 10:43:58 UTC

Gods, that sounds like a really depressing job! Oh well, at least you get to see all kinds of interesting things, and cute furry animals...

That picture is frankly barking. Seriously, WTF!? Is it mandatory to have a scantily-clad woman on every website now? Did someone explain "the internet" to the department in a really misleading way??

greyarea September 8 2009, 08:23:49 UTC

The rats didn't bother me so much, it was more the smell of all that rotting rubbish. And, presumably rat piss etc. I tried not to think too hard about it!

friend_of_tofu September 8 2009, 17:11:30 UTC

Awww, I bet they were fascinated by you! The rotting rubbish sounds dreadful, though.

morgaine_x September 4 2009, 11:21:37 UTC

Oh yeah... 'cause every woman working in construction wears a bright-coloured bra with no top... sheesh.

Re: the cellars - these places sound like they have serious health & safety issues like spores, mould and vermin droppings. And you have a pregnant wife.

greyarea September 8 2009, 08:26:18 UTC

Hmm, I hadn't thought about that, actually. Luckily we've hired a crack team of paralegals (read: people desperate enough to get a foot in the door that they'll work for minimum wage), so hopefully these plum jobs will fall to them in future.

nicnac September 4 2009, 11:25:05 UTC

Needless to say it was also alive with rats.

OMG. I can't even begin to say how above and beyond the call of duty that was. You're a braver man than I.

greyarea September 8 2009, 08:28:26 UTC

Ha. I don't actually mind rats - several of my friends have had them as pets, and once you've played with them it's difficult not to see them as big guinea pigs. I would have been less keen if they'd been running around the room I was actually in, rather than safely sequestered on the other side of the door though.

How did your OH get on with his job interview, BTW?