So, Friday came...and I got 8 metres of 48 steel tube dropped on my head. Ouch. I've never actually seen stars before, and always thought it was a figure of speech, but this time I really saw them! All white and spinning around.

Anyway, am fine, just have a lump and a bruise. And the guys made me go outside wearing my hard hat for the next delivery. That was sorta cool cos I was allowed onto the lorry bed for the first time, so got to order everyone about whilst being very tall. Heh. iz liek promotion, dood.

I also ordered all my new tools...300 quids worth, which actually, wasn't much at all. A helmet, boat level, 2 carver clamps, 2 g clamps, a clear face mask, a scriber...that's all I can remember! I need a roofing square too...but hopefully can make my own.

As I was up in the office Si, one of the managers, said "Can you just witness us signing this?" and gestured to a document. So I did, then he said "Okay, just put your name, address and occupation. And remember to put 'welder/fabricator' now...not 'Bum'"

heehee! So I was like 'Yeah, now I have an occupation I can be respectable!'


Then today has been a little manic with Jojo, cos the chain of stores his newsagent belongs to go sold today (was an on-off-onagain-offagain-maybeon-on-off-on! type of thing, so we didn't know what was going on mainly) but finally, we're sold, which meant we had to close early, do big cash-ups, close the Lotto, label every item in the store that doesn't belong to the old firm (like desks, fan, the fax, power cables, the phones..etc...etc)

Sorta felt really final, bu nothing actually changes for a while, so...tomorrow will be open again, as normal...weird.

Just cooking dins, then off to the flicks to see the new Bourne thingy with Jojo.