Thursday 22nd August
Today was significant for both TP and me. In the case of my one and only son, it was GCSE results day, whilst in my case it was my last
"working day" in The Nine Circles of Hell.
The plan was for 30% to take TP in to school to collect his results whilst I loaded T & M in to the back of the Defender and took them over to the kennels where they will spend the next twelve days in the eccentric care of Chris and Yvonne.
Theoretically both missions should have had the same duration so I was slightly concerned to return to an empty house. My mind went in to overdrive and I started to imagine worst case scenarios. Basically TP needed a minimum of B grades to allow him to enter the Sixth Form and study the A-level subjects of his choice. Unfortunately he had not bothered to develop a back- up plan so if he had failed to make the grades we had half a day to make alternative study arrangements.
I am delighted to say there was no need as they arrived home twenty minutes after me and reported a fine set of results with TP attaining his predicted grades in all of his subjects...
...so he will be studying maths, physics, chemistry and music technology when term starts in a couple of weeks.
After sincere congratulations and 'phone calls to grand parents we lunched and then I headed over to The Nearest Circle of Hell to return my lap top and pass.
Fortunately my manager was not able to make the trip to see me off in person and had tefloned this task to a far more pleasant manager. We chatted as he ticked off the various items on his check list and it became apparent that he thought my decision to leave was wise. We also learnt that we both worked for the Inland Revenue at the same time and that he managed the DCS Engineer who provided much of the on site support for the systems and infrastructure I managed in Nottingham back in the 1990's...
... It is a small world!
I finally left the Nine Circles of Hell after a farewell chat with Grand Dad Jack* and headed in to Redditch to collect the oven element.
It will therefore come as no surprise to learn that I then spent half an hour sprawled on the kitchen floor putting the oven back together.
The remainder of the day was predictable too as holiday preparations were completed ...
... We have an early morning flight out of Birmingham to New York tomorrow.
*I will miss the old sod.