Alarm rings.
Gets on nerves get up switch off go back to bed.
Get up go to work have tea.
Go to house finished yesterday try to think what to do.
Mate has run out of work as kitchen suppliers supply not all of same.
Mate starts boarding out new house I go with him and nog out a few joists.
Run out of floorboard and nogging pieces.
Have tea boss comes in to complain to staff and whinge at subbies. Mate asks if he wants anything from cafe. Boss orders toast. Weatherlawyer unwisely says: "Thats right ****, hang the expense."
Buy beefburger, eggs, beans and tomatoes and 2 coffees and a packet of ProPlus in vain attempt to wake up.
Eats same, fills in bill for last week and hand it to boss who has been whining about the tax he has just had to pay. Boss refuses to take it.
Finish coffee while everyone else goes back to work. Mate, boss and groundworker argue outside about a measurement and call for tape.
Weatherlawyer fetches cheap Indian or Chinese cloth tape and helps mate measure garage door. Ground labourer notices that meter is rather large and points out same to all concerned. (Nosey ****!)
Mate and self remeasure. Mate checks measure in English; measures tape.
Bloody tape measures in feet and inches but for some strange reason only known to Ghandi or Mao, starts the metric count 300 mm into the roll.
Suspect this is to be a day of revelations. I have had that bloody thing for years.
Makes mental note to readjust bill as strongly suspect I am down 4 meters of skirting. Glad boss never accepted same as will need to remeasure.
Boss tries to come it with me saying the tape has diddled him. Not sure if he is joking. Boss does not know I have never used same before as too lazy to get from box. (May try to come it with him as I have done a lot of skirting for him this last year.)