How time flies
Such a lot has happened since my last blog.
The main thing is that I secured a part time job at a classic car restorers.
I was taken on to man the new showroom and create a clubroom upstairs. Also to help out in the workshop. This all started well, but alas, the restoration man didn't want me charging hours to a job that wasn't an earner, his own 1929 Chevy Special and once that became clear it was always on the cards that I could not find enough work to support my turning up each day. Ergo...today I went in as requested and after three hours was "let go" as people like to say. I'd hung my last picture and laid my last carpet. Waxed and "detailed" my last boring big English supercar.
But at least I can now be warm all day if I choose. At the workplace, the cold was starting to actually affect me. No heating was to be found in the entire place! Not merely mean, but, I think, illegal.
So, back to amusing myself with my many projects. Or, thanks to the weather, those which I can do indoors next to the coal stove, when our Shar-Pei, Alfie, allows me my comfy chair next to the table.
More anon, folks.