DVT DAY 206

Wednesday and the full excitement of the bins being emptied is almost unbearable. Nothing exciting to look forward to, not even a good drain rodding to contemplate. Before breakfast I give the shed a final layer of paint on its patched up internals. A glimmer of energy as the window cleaners turn up and leave almost as soon as they arrive. I watch the paint dry and overcome with the frantic activity decide to have breakfast. Post breakfast the paint is still not dry so I insulate the last lengths of the new pipe work, there is no end to the fun. The paint dries and I reorder the shed to a working and training space but do neither. Instead I attend an open forum session that I had almost forgotten I was having so much fun. It was to be the last of these open forums for this group of clinicians, so I get my Wednesday lunchtimes back. In a flurry of professionalism I change in to a proper shirt with a collar and everything to attend another meeting with a small group of managers I am working with over the next three years to establish Enabling Environments in approved premises. The meeting is relatively short but productive as we agree a way to work together over the next few months hitting one or two objectives along the way. After the meeting there is a flurry of emails and things to respond to. Something tangible to do and pointers to the future. At last the flow stops and I take my chance to pay the bill for our recent re-piping of the heating system. Time to pack and close the shed and settle down to the evening. Dinner and a documentary about T.E. Lawrence full of historians playing psychologist and pretending to know what the man thought, although in fairness T.E. Lawrence wrote a lot of letters and accounts of his time in Arabia. So as the historians take a dead man apart I write the blog. Tomorrow I have my Open Forum to host, some hobby foam to arrive along with a new kitchen bin, I don’t know how I contain myself.