Another
half-term is upon us and I'm already exhausted!
Yesterday I had to spend a day walking around the site with Gavin and an
overweight contractor, as Gavin's latest obsession is the idea of installing
'high ropes' equipment, and obviously the ideal time to be discussing that with
me is on the day that most English schools break up for a week and we're
literally on the cusp of a huge influx of people.
Anyway, let us not dwell on such things.
It's incredibly hot, everything (he says, with fingers firmly crossed and wood
firmly touched) is ready to go, and for the next 7 days we will be at full
capacity, and then some. The atmosphere is one of quiet anticipation, mixed
with a gentle dose of nerves. Part of me has the pre-lockdown pandemic feeling,
where I know something big is about to hit us and I'm not sure how to prepare
myself. But mostly, I think I'm just overwhelmed with the realisation that this
is where the work starts in earnest. From today, until the end of October, it's
pretty much a full-on slog. 'Weekends' will be a thing of the past and I'll be juggling
family time with work commitments and struggling to find the balance.
There you go, I've accidentally stumbled onto a great title for my memoirs - "Juggling
and Struggling (The Rory Story)"
RC 23-5-26
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