The rain comes over in sharp heavy showers which leaves huge puddles on the roads and the Mossie has turned into a nightmare bog. The horses are standing as still as they can on the highest parts of the land. In between showers, the sun is actually very hot and the vegetation and tarmac steams as the surfaces rapidly dry off.
Talking of steam, this is the engine that Ralph, as a trainee fireman/stoker, has had a hand in making go forward. It is the job of the driver to ensure forward motion but it is the fireman who provides and regulates the fuel to propel the beauty forward. He has spent 2 days on the plate and will take him a while to be fully trained up (no pun intended). On his other days he has replaced a washbasin, cleaned up wheel cogs so they turn, rubbed down, greased, drilled holes, scrapped off dirt and rust...and so on. Ralph is very good at the minute tasks that refurbishment of vehicles entails but here he is also enjoying the comaraderie of an all male enviroment. Being in the clothing industry, then nursing, it is almost a unique experience. He comes home with a dirty face and his hands are a disgrace, so it is just as well he isn't nursing. Patients would run a mile.
Yes, I have a job. Same as I was doing in Bradford only instead of Pakistani wives, it's Eastern European staff. There are many many of them and they are delightful! Good fun, committed and hard working.
Hurray!
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