I got a mail from Briony on Thursday to let me know that she was ill and wouldn’t be coming over for the wekend, after all. So, weekend to myself, I decided to tidy my study. A big mistake. How come the smallest room in the house is the messiest?
A day of disasters but, none of them really mattered. A series of mechanical failures at work meant that we didn’t finish until a quarter to six. I got home intending on doing my Autumn cleaning in the garden only to find that, after my nap (must be getting old!), a wet and windy storm had blown up – oh well, it can wait.
We’ve just had an order for 10 tonnes of Plat Cotes.
These have to be wrapped and, as that takes time, the order is taking a long time to process.
After an easy day at work – both lines running at 300 cartons an hour and someone helping me all day – I came home to face the garden.
Sam offered to help me, Cindy decided to watch.
I raked up the walnuts that had fallen during the storm (my Landlady and neighbours had already been round to help themselves) and Sammy did the counting.
Sammy admitted to having a problem after an hour or so, “Daddy, what number comes after a million billion?” he asked me.
Once again, I’ve been naughty and not updated the site for a while.
My excuse is that I’ve been very busy getting my other two sites up and running. Work, has also been very busy and I am doing a fair bit of overtime (up to the legal maximum of 43 hours.)
The extra hours aren’t so bad, it’s the extra work during those hours (yesterday both my productions lines hit 1,000 cartons an hour – each carton is 10kg – thus, 20 tonnes an hour – about my maximum!).
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