Waterworld

Worked hard in the pool this morning using Tuttle Jnr's flippers. Good work out. Ready for a cuppa tea to start the day off nicely in the workhouse only to find my boss literally swimming around the workshop with two caretakers. Not a pretty sight. A pipe had burst upstairs overnight due to some rather dumb plumbing design. Could have been worse like over the weekend. Still, not a pretty sight. Drilled several holes in the ceiling to rid of the internal puddles. And several buckets in place also. One of which had to be emptied three times. The computers were removed to a drier room. Boxes, rolls of vinyl moved. We mopped, we sucked (Vax style hoover), mopped some more, turned on the electric heaters and mopped again. Crazy.
The tea/biscuit/butty intake as drastically reduced in comparison to a normal Friday. I had to help the Drama department with some grass. No need to get all dramatic: MDF grass for the stage for the play next week, not the recreational kind. Though we could've done with some!
And my boss had to cover a lesson "out of the blue, as you do".
Pardon my French but our day went pretty shite shit* today.

Pah it's Film Star Friday. Waterworld (again)

I love Fridays!

*Shite is too polite a word to describe today's events