Mt Iron Morning

The wether report was a bit sheepish about conditions today and The Boss thought that “the layer” well, might lay…so to bark, and when nothing had been heard by past 9 he gave him a call to find that he had been working very late doing tiles at the supermarket but would be coming so it was all hands to the paper work and tech stuff for the last lift and shift in this series. The Bossess’s office.
I did get a walk from 7.30 am and it was then that the light was really trying to burn the cloud off and not succeeding but it was a grrreat effort and The Boss was clunkereyous with delight. See above.

At 7.30 pm the Bossess’s office is back in production, some new furniture will be ordered to replace some stuff 23 years old and all is well with the world except The Boss made those funny noises again while the TV was grinding on about some terrible wrong that needed righting, as he AND it does.
Now he is super tired and I am about to be out for the count in my new open plan house, on the new carpet, under the stairs but without the roof I had before. Kinda nice and sorta like a sun roof on those expensive cars that you see where old blokes get their bonce sunburnt.
Memo to The Boss…Need to Blip my new open plan…OK?
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Into the light?