When my alarm goes off at 6am, the rays from the rising sun bounce back off the shiny parts of this building site straight into my sleepy eyes. When I moved here, 51 days ago, it was doing that same thing significantly earlier and there was no alarm and no need to get up.
I can now safely report that all five days this week in the new job have been happy. I am finding my feet, learning the ropes, discovering that most people are friendly and fun.
On Monday I will be joining a team of surveyors on a roof, for which I shall be required to wear correct safety boots, and since my own pair are helping out in Oxford, I have been issued a new pair.