As we discussed the exhibition this morning it came to our attention that August is fast approaching. As my boss discussed the size of the area allotted, the number of panels outnumbering the space for them, the lack of display cabinets, the obtaining this, checking that, the legal things to check, and then deciding that my job now is to produce six tales of local men and an intro to the war for a wee booklet to sell at 50p. It was when we realised just how close August is that we decided to act courageously, we burst into tears! As for the six men I have finished one and half way through another. The rest are as yet in limbo. (Limbo is not a country by the way)
Once again I sit here knackered after a hard day. Oh yes it was! Listening to that fellow with the beard was tiring, I think if the rest of the family had not dragged him away he would still be reminiscing, lugging boxes of out of date leaflets to the skip, equality has not given the lassies the ability to do this apparently, and clearing up after the weekend event kept me busy. So busy my tea was cold before I finished it....again! Bah!
Nothing else to say, so here is a cat's question answered.