I was going to be good. I really was. After my one-off night shift (the worst kind of night shift) I was going to go and extract data from notes. That was the plan (batman). However… it turns out that the person who I spoke to before who said ‘same day, possibly’ was talking out of his hat, or misunderstood my request.
Next day probably is the way it works with the notes request. So hopefully tomorrow I’ll be able to do the data extraction. Today, in my tired and disorientated state I’ll dink with non work things. Hopefully the bit will arrive so I can try out my repaired fountain pen. The ink’s been sat on my desk taunting me for days….
I’ll do some work on Kathryn’s present…
Dunno what else. We shall see.
I have ordered some better locks for the motorcycle (this combined with the GPS tracker should make it less interesting to thieves. That and being a D-reg, but Kawasaki GT-550s are still quite popular motorbikes).
But essentially, the day is mine. I shall relax, poke the internet with sticks and attempt to come up with an answer to the water ingress problem. Thing is I don’t want to call a roofer, and have them go ‘Oh yeah, your roof is the problem’ when it might just be the cladding which is a bit weird and letting water run in. And I don’t want to call someone up who does cladding and say ‘our cladding is hinky, please fix it’ when it’s the roof that’s letting in water. Who do I call? That’s the question.
