… it down this afternoon to see this boss of The One That Got Away who had been hankering after seeing me.
And the reason for my visit was quickly unveiled.
It seems that his company has won a contract to supply and fit out a new village hall on the Staffordshire Moorlands, and it all has to be off-grid.
Off-grid is not something in which they have any expertise and so it seems that I’ve been drafted in on this project as well.
I’m not sure what the payment might be, but “panels at cost” is a good inducement for me to become involved in it, if nothing else.
We then spent until some ridiculous time this morning catching up on all the old times that we knew when she worked for me as a kid back in the 1980s, and discussed everything that has happened to us since we last met quite a long time ago.
It was lovely to see her again after all of this time and I was sorry to leave.
Terry rang me up as well during the day. He wants me to go to look at a digger in Accrington or Bacup or somewhere like that tomorrow, and then I need to be in Ilkeston as well to pick up some stuff from Vehicle Wiring Products.
But I’m not going anywhere until I’m reunited with my wallet, which I hope is still at whatsername’s. If it isn’t I am going to be having more than just a few problems.
