A lost day.

 

Yesterday was a lost day. The glaziers ran late. As in five hours late. Their 'new lad' goes to fill up the van with petrol. It's only when the van stalls three miles down the road they they recognize that he's put in diesel rather than high octane. The van has to be towed back to the depot and a replacement found. A glass door pane gets broken in the process of unloading and reloading.  There goes the morning. No one thinks to tell us. The joiners and electricians do their best to find things to do but the installation of the glass was pivotal for the schedule. The electricians are starting a new job in Yorkshire on Thursday so time is at a premium.

In the afternoon the temperature plummets and the showers turn into a thunderstorm of classical proportions. This is not advantageous for fitting triple glazing to a metal frame. Further north the overnight temperature fell to just 3 degrees. That's chilly for November let alone July. Let's hope some of the lost ground is covered today. We'll be there to open up at seven this morning. 

In the evening , on our return to town, we find the chapel door open and a group of tourists sitting listening to the organist practising for the coming weekends services. The chapel is warm and dry and the audience seem grateful to get out of the cold.

Substack proving to be a great new source of information and opinion. An interesting take on ivy-league admissions . That 1% keeps on appearing :https://forklightning.substack.com/p/ivy-plus-colleges-are-a-gateway-to