What a complete and utter waste of time yesterday turn out to be. I should have been moving all the old archive boxes into a storeroom in the workshop so we could turn the existing room into an office for new staff. When I said I should have been moving the boxes, I meant as acting foreman I would have been issuing instructions to others as to what can go and where. The amount of rubbish in that room is unbelievable – it’s everyone’s dumping ground. There’s an old TV, a pushchair, bedding, computer chairs with the wheels missing and old crockery to name just a few things. Come to think of it, maybe someone’s moved in and we haven’t noticed.

It didn’t happen anyway, the bloody electricians were in the way. Unfortunately that room and corridor are the only places they hadn’t laid the trunking. Never mind it was a good excuse to turn up to work in jeans.

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We have a new fish – I went out to get some fresh plants and live food – so as I was there, I thought I’d just have a quick mooch around the shop. That shop assistant must know me well by now, because he made a point of showing them to me, along with a tank of angel fish, but I didn’t want a new one of those.

So the fish have a new friend – his name is Spot and he’s a plec. He’s a type of catfish, but a different variety to Nono and Hoover, where as they clean the floor, he cleans the glass. A bit like Trish the fish, who we can’t find at the moment – she wasn’t in the boat when we took it out, so she’s either hiding in the rocks or has died and been recycled. The circle of life and all that.

I would have taken a picture of him, but he keeps hiding at the moment. He seems to like sticking himself upside down under the bridge. You’ll have to make do with a picture from a website.

http://fish-tank.freeservers.com/plec.html

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Unfortunately Sandy was involved in an accident whilst leaving the university car park – no one was hurt other than the cars, but she nearly castrated the lad who was driving across the car park in between parked cars, with his windows steamed up and no lights on in the dark. Getting out of his car and saying to her – I’m not surprised that happened, I couldn’t see a thing – wasn’t the cleverest statement to make. But it goes to show that not everyone who attends university is the brightest of sparks.

It’s also says something about our receptionist, who rang up to Sandy to tell her that her bonnet was open. Someone must have put her up to it.

*walks away whistling to herself*